The changing colors of the trees are inspiring me to do more dyeing.
The other day there was a storm in the distance but the sun was setting. The dark blue gray of the sky played off the rays of color coming off the fall colored leaves & it was awesome (in the true sense of the word). I truly love change but fall is one of my favorite "changes" of the year. I don't have a photo yet of the blue sky and leaves but as soon as I can I will put one up.
Here is one with a more subtle sky so you can see a taste...
My grandmother, Me-Me's favorite poem was:
Helen Hunt Jackson (1830-1885)
October's Bright Blue Weather
O SUNS and skies and clouds of June,
And flowers of June together,
Ye cannot rival for one hour
October's bright blue weather;
When loud the bumble-bee makes haste,
Belated, thriftless vagrant,
And Golden-Rod is dying fast,
And lanes with grapes are fragrant;
When Gentians roll their fringes tight
To save them for the morning,
And chestnuts fall from satin burrs
Without a sound of warning;
When on the ground red apples lie
In piles like jewels shining,
And redder still on old stone walls
Are leaves of woodbine twining;
When all the lovely wayside things
Their white-winged seeds are sowing,
And in the fields, still green and fair,
Late aftermaths are growing;
When springs run low, and on the brooks,
In idle golden freighting,
Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush
Of woods, for winter waiting;
When comrades seek sweet country haunts,
By twos and twos together,
And count like misers, hour by hour,
October's bright blue weather.
O suns and skies and flowers of June,
Count all your boasts together,
Love loveth best of all the year
October's bright blue weather.
