Through the end of September
and early October, we here in the Shire
had been enjoying perfect autumn days of blue and gold:
warm sunshine, clear blue skies,white clouds,
and gentle cascades of scarlet, orange, and yellow leaves.
It was all so beautiful, it made me glad that autumn had arrived.
The blue skies darkened, the wind picked up,
the graceful flit and fall of colorful leaves
collapsed under millions of pine needles
sent spiraling and shooting from the trees.
And then, while I was thinking about owls and crows
and cookies and chrysanthemums,
the rain started.
And it rained and it rained.
And it rained some more.
The temperature dropped, but it is still raining.
The wind splatters it against the windows
and everything is soaked.
And then I remembered something I had forgotten:
autumn has a dark side.
Painting by Rosemary Ladd
But what can you do?
Light a fire, brew a cup of tea,
and eat some pound cake in the glow.
And remember, things could be a lot worse.