Here we are at my 101st post! A good time to reminisce.
It seems like yesterday I was pulling together a smattering of photos to share in a celebration post on the first day of summer for Kathy’s Delightsome Life Return To Loveliness link-up. One of those shots was a favorite of mine:
It’s the bench under the rhododendron in our front garden that was bathed in the falling pink petals from its recent May flowering. Such a sweet, restful photo – don’t you just want to sit there?
Coming home from work yesterday, I noticed this exact spot – now decidedly in the throes of fall.
Rather lonely, wouldn’t you say? Somewhat bleak. A dreary fall day with all traces of warmth and pinks gone. Summer’s dead leaves blanket the ground surrounding the bench, now.
Reminds me of a poem I wrote as a child, and often think of at this time of year – you know – that reverie thing this writer is apt to fall into . . .