30 September 2010

Headed to Bed...

The Cool Of Autumn Creeping In The Window...

And coyotes hae been yapping the past few nights. I woke early this morn to the song, long enough to whisper-chime in a "NICE", then drifted back off to sleep asong their lifting yewls...

The cool creepeth in... into my aging bones, into the open windows @ nite...

Into the Winter...

Into the winter we go...

Into the Fall bed I fall...

Sweet Dreams, Kindred.

Cygnus

2 comments:

Diane-Sage said...

Beautiful poem...I agree with the aching bones though I haven't gotten there yet. We are till near 100 the last few days. Missing my Autumn right about now! *sigh*

Beth said...

I am finally able to read (and hopefully answer) blogs again. Liked the poem and enjoyed the pics from the 26th. Does, indeed, look like a dragon to me. The kitty seeds appear to be doing well. Funny, I thought the kat stuff that one grows is to amuse the kats, not produce the kats!
Love you.