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Just thought I'd start a frivolous leafy thread about my very own favorite season. Post any thoughts, poems, songs, pictures, whatever, that pay tribute in some way to this splendid time of the year. Here are the lyrics to a tune that gets me all misty eyed. And remember, you haven't really raked your leaves until you've jumped into the pile!
Well the summertime has gone And the leaves are gently turnin' And my love I wanna take you To the place heart-a-yearnin' Will you go, lassie go And we'll all go together In the wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will you go And I will build my love a tower At the foot of yonder mountain And visit by the hour From a lonely wooden tower Will you go, lassie go And we'll all go together In the wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Come on At the foot of yonder mountain I will visit by the hour With the lily of the valley Go, will you go, lassie go And we'll all go together In the wild mountain thyme All around the blooming heather Will you go, lassie go Will you go Will you go, will you go Will you go, lassie go |
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Leaves are falling all around,
It's time I was on my way. Thanks to you, I'm much obliged For such a pleasant stay. But now it's time for me to go, The autumn moon lights my way. For now I smell the rain, And with it pain, And it's headed my way . Ah, sometimes I grow so tired, But I know I've got one thing I got to do, Ramble On, And now's the time, the time is now To sing my song. I'm goin' 'round the world, I got to find my girl, on my way. I've been this way ten years to the day, Ramble On, Gotta find the queen of all my dreams. Got no time to for spreadin' roots, The time has come to be gone. And tho' our health we drank a thousand times, It's time to Ramble On. Ramble On, And now's the time, the time is now To sing my song. I'm goin' 'round the world, I got to find my girl, on my way. I've been this way ten years to the day, Ramble On, Gotta find the queen of all my dreams. I ain't tellin' no lie. Mine's a tale that can't be told, My freedom I hold dear; How years ago in days of old When magic filled the air, T'was in the darkest depths of Mordor I met a girl so fair, But Gollum, and the evil one crept up And slipped away with her. Her, her....yea. Ain't nothing I can do, no. Ramble On, And now's the time, the time is now To sing my song. I'm goin' 'round the world, I got to find my girl, on my way. I've been this way ten years to the day, Ramble On, Gotta find the queen of all my dreams. Gonna ramble on, sing my song Gotta keep-a-searchin' for my baby... Gonna work my way, round the world I can't stop this feelin' in my heart Gotta keep searchin' for my baby I can't find my bluebird! I'd listen to my bluebird sing but I can't find my blue bird A-keep-a ramblin' baby... ----------------------- |
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One of the few nice things about my commute is that the train passes through some very nice scenery (e.g. just north of the Sharon station). The timing is right now so that I pass through these areas when the foliage is at its best color AND the sun is at the right place in the sky (low) to really show the trees off spectacularly. Still not worth a two-hour commute each way, but it helps a little.
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i thought the tracks were pulled up north of sharon station.... and sharon station wasn't a station any more......
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just did our pumpkin & apple picking Monday. (ok only picked 2 apples) & lunch at an outdoor October fest.
Ah! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and from West, From North and from South, come the pilgrim and guest, When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board The old broken links of affection restored, When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more, And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before. What moistens the lip and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past, like the rich Pumpkin pie?”
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This is the best remembrance of Autumn I can think of....
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Reflections in the water like shadows in my mind
Speak to me of passing days and nights and passing time The falling leaves are whispering, winter's on its way I close my eyes remembering the warmth of yesterday It seems a shame that old September's swallowed by the wind And more than that, I'm oh so sad to see the summer end And though the changing colors are a lovely thing to see If it were mine to make the change, I think I'd let it be. (But I don't remember hearing anybody asking me...) -"Season Suite - Fall", J. Denver |
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grey skies gaze down on speckled mountainsides
as trees trade in their green summer hats for red and yellow blankets to wrap around their feet our fingers laced, scuffling feet chasing scattering leaves collar pulled up against the chill breeze the dancing sun breaks through and brightens her smile
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