According to the forecasters we are in for the precipitation we have been waiting for, for weeks. It is supposed to be a rainy wet weekend, perhaps not what the farmers out harvesting their crops want or need at this time of the year.
We have been having some incredibly beautiful sun sets. I should have been much more resourceful with the camera. Instead of standing on the step and shooting, I should have taken the car for a drive, with camera in tow...
But here is what I did manage to catch from my step last week,
Mom always used to say that a red sunset meant wind the next day - and she was right. Every time we have a sunset like this we have a lot of wind the next day.
This one was beautiful - It changed so fast though, I was lucky to even get this much!
Next week I am planning to take a day out with my camera and capture some of nature's beauty. It's been awhile since I have had the time to go shooting - but in this season, you have to make the time or all the good shots will be gone... so I am looking forward to doing just that.
In the meantime, I am going to share a poem I wrote some time ago.
Have a safe weekend, everyone!
When summer’s done the days grow short,
And evenings seem to crawl;
As sure as there is God above,
We've reached the season, we call fall.
Colours bold; orange red and gold,
Paint every tree in sight:
Harvest moon, not seen in June,
Helps light our path at night.
The bite of frost now nips the air,
Winter’s coming near.
Pumpkin Pie and apple crisp;
Fall’s tastes and scents so pure.
Geese in flight; so long dear ones,
Take care till spring’s return;
Farmer’s fields devoid of crop
Now ready to be burned.
Thanksgiving meal and family time,
So much to give thanks for;
A home so warm as evening draws,
A leaf wreath on the door.
As winter comes and shows its beard,
Fall slowly slips away.
It will be back same time next year,
I can’t wait for that day!
2011 Dale Graumann