Autumn is my favorite season!!
School started and the first chill
hit the air. That first cold front from Cananda would finally reach the
South!! The north winds would blow and leaves would fast be falling. In
Mississippi the first chill was usually the High 40's at night.
I would call my children inside
from the cool,night air.
The first fire of the season was
burning in the fireplace
and as the girls came in the door
they would remark on the wonderful smell of the burning wood. I love seeing
the tell-tale whiff of smoke curling from the chimney. My husband always
commented on how cozy it looked coming home when he saw the smoke from
the fireplace and he knew that the season's first pot of Chicken
and Dumplins' or Chili
would be simmering on the stove.
The signs of Autmum are everywhere.
The mingled smell of cotton ready
to be harvested.
The smell of leaves burning that
had been raked earlier in the day...
The smell of my children coming inside
The smell of childhood and Autumn
all rolled into one.
The tall stack of freshly cut firewood
seasoning out back.
The sound of the cotton gin running
24/7 from late August until late November.
The World Series. Hope the Braves
win the pennant this year..*S*
The open windows and curtains blowing
in the fresh air.
Football games at school.
Dove Season in September
Bow season in early October.
Camo and 4X4's everywhere.
This year Autumn will be a special
What wonderful things Autumn
has brought us! Our 'lil Punkin, Jake,will
be 2 Years Old!! October 13, 2001.
is just around the corner!
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THE AUTUMN VILLAIN
by Michael Benedikt
The villain crept by on the slant
towards the Southwest
and the sunset
With his shadow lengthening, and
following behind him
The brim of the enormous black hat
he wore was pulled down
over his eyes, his nose, and his
As if to predict
Days to come when he would have
in almost total shadows
To make up for all his glaring summertime
Penance for both his suns and his
Big brim! It sloped down and even
scraped the ground
And when the wind came, draped over
the tops of trees
And an investigator
Trying to peer into his eyes
could see only leaves.
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