Sunbeams, Glitter and Leaves
Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.
- Jane Austen, Persuasion
Sometimes it is enough to walk amoung trees and smell the earthy scent of decay mingled with the crisp touch of a failing summer sun, accompanied by an orchestra of bird song.
Thank you Tayler for laying in the leaves, skipping down lanes and walking amoung bushes and brambles - chasing the last of the October sun.
