Saturday 24 March 2012

AUTUMN SONG


“Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile.” - William Cullen Bryant
As the leaves turn to gold, as the weather cools, as the days get shorter, as the sun weakens, as night gets longer and darker, you know autumn is arriving.
 

As your heart beats less strongly, as your skin shows more wrinkles, as your hair shows more white than black, as your steps begin to lose their spring, you know autumn is here.
 

As fruit mellows, as new wine is made, as the fire crackles in the hearth, as laughter echoes in the contentment of harvest, autumn smiles and brings with it rich gifts.
 

As you sit reflecting on a life full and eventful, as you remember old loves, friends who came and went, as you recollect a lifetime's richness and fulfilment, you know autumn has touched you...

Here is a beautiful piece celebrating Autumn by Pyotr Tchaikovsky. "October" from "The Seasons", arranged for chamber orchestra and played by the Chamber orchestra "Province", conducted by Igor Lerman.

4 comments:

  1. Fall is my favorite time of year. I guess your fall is in full swing--as is our spring! :)

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  2. "As fruit mellows, as new wine is made, as the fire crackles in the hearth, as laughter echoes in the contentment of harvest, autumn smiles and brings with it rich gifts."

    These concepts seem to belong to a distant time or a distant country. I wish we still built open fires that crackled and we still went out into the field and harvested our food items. It is very romantic! And wholesome.

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  3. Beautiful and evocative photo in the park, Nick.

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