Autumnal Delights

So, I love autumn: the crisp coolness, the crunch of the leaves, and the flaming reds, oranges, and yellows of the trees. Following is a poem from Robert Frost about the beauty of this short season.

October 

O hushed October morning mild, 

Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; 

Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild, 

Should waste them all. 

The crows above the forest call;

Tomorrow they may form and go. 

O hushed October morning mild,

 Begin the hours of this day slow. 

Make the day seem to us less brief. 

Hearts not averse to being beguiled, 

Beguile us in the way you know. 

Release one leaf at break of day; 

At noon release another leaf; 

One from our leaves, one far away. 

Retard the sun with gentle mist;

Enchant the land with amethyst. 

Slow, slow!

For the grapes' sake, if they were all, 

Whose leaves already are burnt with frost, 

Whose clustered fruit must else be lost--

For the grapes' sake along the wall. 

And here are some pictures from my recent trip to Colorado to see some friends and to talk at a church about my Wycliffe ministry (which went well; praise the Lord!). 

Belmar Park

Amy and Kaleigh; the two friends I visited

Winter Park

Yes, that's snow near the creek

*I will post next week about my assignment with Wycliffe, so visit back here then!