Always Autumn

Dan in Real Life, Sondre Lerche


Trees are recoloring, earth celebrating, confetti casting at our feet. And light, it’s once again kinder, a stretched out blanket that softly wraps itself around us. The glow of gentleness. I bask.


Dear bitty garden,
It’s autumn! Already, leaves are lining walkways and out have come the plushier sweaters and downier blankets. Yesterday, a couple of Mountain Ash branches followed me home. Sunny orange-colored berries make me smile. The empty glass jug begged to be filled with their good cheer, and a ladybug joined the celebration. It’s a special occasion, don’t you know. It’s always autumn.

And you shall take for yourselves on the first day the fruit of beautiful trees, branches of palm trees, the boughs of leafy trees, and willows of the brook; and you shall rejoice before the Lord your God

Leviticus 23:40

See you, littles.

Published by Marcia Pilar

And a Little Flower, earth & home