The colours of September. . . . . .


Images from the garden as captured in an extract from this poem

“September” by Hillaire Belloc:

The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.


The gentian’s bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.


The sedges flaunt their harvest,
In every meadow nook;
And asters by the brook-side
Make asters in the brook,

From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes’ sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.

By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather,
And autumn’s best of cheer.


Autumn colours




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