Here it is the first of October. The full harvest moon was spectacular this weekend. I watched the moon rise at Pokagon State Park while square dancing under the night sky. It was the perfect night for this event.
Sunday dawned bright and beautiful as well. I took my little boys to Pokagon again to have breakfast at the dew-glistened park. We then played for hours and took photos.
For the month of October I will post a photo of Autumn from wherever I am.
These photos for today are from Pokagon this weekend.
These poetic lines were taken from Henry Wadsworth Longfellow in his poem "Autumn." Enjoy and thanks for reading.
Thous comest, Autumn, heralded by the rain,
With banners, by great gales incessant fanned.
Brighter than brightest silks of Samarcand,
And stately oxen harness to thy wain.
Thou standest like imperial Charlemagne,
Upon thy bridge of gold, thy royal band
Outstreteched with benedictions o'er the land,
Blessing the farms through all thy vast domain!
Thy shield is the red harvest moon, suspended
So long beneath the heaven's o'er-hanging eaves,
Thy steps are by the farmer's prayers attended
Like flames upon an altar shine the sheaves,
And, following thee, in thy creation splendid,
Thine almoner, the wind, scatters the golden leaves!