Friday, October 8, 2010


Our creek pasture in the fading late afternoon October light.
Concord grapes in NH.
O hushed October morning mild, 
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; 
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild, 
Should waste them all. 
The crows above the forest call; 
Tomorrow they may form and go. 
O hushed October morning mild, 
Begin the hours of this day slow. 
Make the day seem to us less brief. 
Hearts not averse to being beguiled, 
Beguile us in the way you know. 
Release one leaf at break of day; 
At noon release another leaf; 
One from our trees, one far away. 
Retard the sun with gentle mist; 
Enchant the land with amethyst. 
Slow, slow! 
For the grapes' sake, if they were all, 
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost, 
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost-- 
For the grapes' sake along the wall.
~ Robert Frost


Kate at Wonderful Life Farm said...

Lovely! My kids and I just toured the Robert Frost Farm in New Hampshire. I can just picture him sitting at the kitchen window watching the leaves fall and writing away. Thanks!

Anonymous said...

Catherine: I'm so ready for a November update from you whenever you get a minute. Destiny

Chef Bee said...

Thanks for the pictures. Definitely gets me into the fall season.

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Brenna said...

How lovely! I'm enjoying browsing around~