October has always been one of my favorite months. I love the smell of it, the colors that span the horizon and the feel of the crisp air against my cheek. The last traces of summer scatter in the wind and as I walk on a colored path of leaves towards winter, summer will end, but I will carry this one with me always.
The flavor of summer has changed.
The clouds rolled in to let me know
that soon the ground will be covered in snow.
The trees sigh, the flowers bow,
the harvest waits the farmers plow.
It is time for the night to sing its song
and bend the days to sing along.
While we watch this summers end
and taste the autumn on its breath,
we gather its bounty in our arms
and lay the ground so soon to rest.
This Saturday I will be trading in the beauty of a Norwegian October for one in Denver Colorado and Mpls., Minnesota. If any of my blogging friends are in this area I would love to meet you. Just send me an e-mail and let me know. Next time you hear from me I will be sitting someplace far away, looking out another window and enjoying the company of my son.
Wish me luck on my journey because I seriously do not enjoy long plane trips or airports.