What a glorious October, Minnesota. Fall majesty on dress-parade.
Yesterday Andre and I meandered thru the St. Croix River Valley and thrilled as Mother Nature unveiled a grand Technicolor panorama for all to admire.
We basked in the glory of hills and vales painted with stunningly vibrant reds, goldens, browns, greens mingled with landscapes of ripened corn stalks standing straight in neat rows next to wind-ruffled grassy slopes, and confetti flowered meadows set against the backdrop of the St Croix River glistening in the golden sun with the backdrop of a majestic clear blue sky above.
Time stands still for one gloriously warm minute before she plunges ahead into the blustery frozen whiteness of winter. I hear her say:
Sit with me one glorious hour and as you sit, think.
Drink in the dazzling beauties of the falling leaves and as you reflect on the glory and grandeur of the majesty of this radiance, as you drink it in, let it remind you to ponder what’s just ahead, around the corner.
Get ready. It’s a cue.
Put away the summer clothes. Get out the snow blower. Put away the summer clothes. Get out the snow blower. Patch the cracks in the window frames.
Winter is coming. Am I ready?
when all October stands
every tree beguiles
the leaf imprint
orange, pink, blue
crimson mercy of my soul
make the Day dawn less brief than it would be if you had taken that road
toward the east or south
the road not taken
so you can see
the pink, blue red grace and stay with it sit with it
watch it bless
while it sets its feet
in the soul of your saved mind
and makes it
© Barbara LaTondresse – 18 October 1999 – all rights reserved