Golden autumn

First look outside after waking up

Second look ...

And no:
I wasn't thinking about all the leaves
that will need to be swept up soon.

Friday is Skyday

Wherever I look:

It's autumn.

Autumn pleasures

Ahem ...
The afternoon before, I'd done a good job of sweeping all the leaves.

Farewell to dear guests

So many swallows this year
spent summer in and around Seanhenge.

Spectacular to see them
hunting their evening meal.

Meanwhile the last one
left one of the five nests
alone under our roofs

Speeding southwards.
See you again
next spring.

Balcony view

One leaf left

Balcony View

Autumn leaves

 

Friday is Skyday

Another balcony view.

Balcony view

On a late autumn morning ...

... the head not having in the clouds.
[for a change]

 

Eyes walk

Autumn colours

on the golf course

in the wood

on its skirts

and everywhere

my eyes were walking.

 

Signs of Autumn

Four ...

Six ...

Nine ...

More and more migrants
are gathering day by day.
Their aim: Africa.

Leaves

When the leaves will sink
the stones will swim.

My Walden . . .

Where I used to walk

as long as my legs let me.

I am still grateful.

Cranes Singing Farewell

. . . or rather:
Cranes over Seanhenge
discussing where to spend the night.

Golden October

Autumn in Seanhenge.

Once again

Last flashs of summer.
It is this time of the year.
Downstairs? Upstairs? . . . Life.

Wintertime

Welcome.

Month ago

The old cherry tree

not caring about seasons,

not thinking of death.

In the Woods

Sometimes I do . . .

deviate.

Friday is Skyday

Two leaves in the wind.
I do feel like one.of them.
Who's the other one?

Time . . .

. . . to . . .

. . . die.