When the long hot summer is over, autumn is most welcomed in Australia.
Here are two verses from Dorothea McKellar’s beautiful poem called
Australian Autumn
This is the gentlest season of the year,
From mists of pearl and gold
The slow sweet hours unfold…
To crystal colours, still
as a glass, but not so chill..
All birds speak softly in the autumn bush..
And so the mellow day flows on to dusk.
and loveliness that grows
From skies of mauve and rose,
While fragrant smoke-plumes lie
Subtle as a memory.
Isn’t autumn a wonderful season? I hope you are enjoying your season, where ever you are in the world.
I have a few busy weeks coming up and I won’t be able to post, but I will read your posts and enjoy keeping up with your worlds.
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