Friday, September 3, 2010


There is a crispness to the air.
Hurry, Hurry we must prepare.
Get that wood piled high.
We will have fires burning
the geese are flying by.
Dig those potatoes.
Shuck that corn.
Soon snowy land will be the norm.


Adrienne said...

I'm ready I'm ready!!!

lisa said...

Nice pumkin, I love fall but not ready for what comes after it!

Twisted Fencepost said...

Fall is almost upon us.
Cool mornings are SO welcome.
But I am not ready for winter.
After last year's weather I wonder if winter will be a little nicer this year?!

Paula said...

I so heart your pumpkins! and your poem too!!