Lovely morning light streams in on a beautiful September morning.
I love the light this time of year - diffused, golden, softly focused.
Light spills across my early harvest....
Tansy in the basket....
Sweet, sweet roses.....
Morning light floods the room as I make the bed
and prepare for the day.
The promise of a beautiful day.
I take a peek outside....
The day awaits.
Fallen leaves carpet my morning walk.
Golden light illuminates the forest -
Already showing signs of Autumn.
Nature's designs are always beautiful.
Treetops glow in the morning light.
September's golden wand leaves a magical touch.
Cast enchanting shadows.
Gossamer rays to lead me home.
With one last glance behind me.
Go, sit upon a lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do Hymn an autumn sound,
The summer sun is faint on them -
The summer flowers depart -
Sit still - as all transformed to stone,
Except your musing heart.
-Elizabeth Barrett Browning-
Wishing you beautiful, golden September mornings