|The Pines at Jacobs Pond|
On my way home, the headless horseman was trying to scare me...ha, you got the wrong girl here, Mister.
Sandwiched between blazing summer and chilly winter, autumn is the "cooling off" season. Nighttime arrives earlier, temperatures begin to drop and most vegetative growth decreases. I love that kind of season...the smell of autumn.
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells. ~John Keats