"bathed in autumn gold."

Remember some departed day

When bathed in autumn gold

You wished for some sweet song 

And sighed for minstrel days of old. 

-Robert Frost 

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I was trolling through photos today and came upon this set from November. The first verse (stanza?) of my favorite Frost poem instantly jumped to mind. Warm autumn sunlight and today's thick grey sky have quite the contrast . . . I'm very fond of them both.

I know that I chatter about the weather quite a bit, please forgive me. I just like the climate here so much.*smile*
Love from an infatuated,
Mia

meandering

 

My days are filled to bursting with school and work, the only photographic thing I have time for is remembering days last month when I could take it slow.

The good thing - the best thing - is that God is always present, day in and day out. And He gives good gifts and good promises. This is the psalm that has become my reference point for the new semester and new year:

To you, O LORD, I lift up my soul.

O my God, in you I trust;
let me not be put to shame:
let not my enemies exult over me.

Make me to know your ways, O LORD;
teach me your paths.

Lead in me in your truth and teach me,.
for you are the God of my salvation;
for you I wait all the day long.

Psalm 25: 1-2, 4-5

The photos are from 12.26.11. I love brown winter fields . . any type of field, really. *smile*

winter's cold finery.

This winter hasn't been marked with abundant snow or perpetual cold. It's mild, with cold snaps flitting in and out of the thermometers. The sunlight has been my favorite thing; it ranges from dim to blazing, and it always looks - but not always feels - filtered by the chilly air. Although the solstice has passed, I think of these days as the thick of winter. And I really, really love them. ♥