October's Bright Blue Weather

The Autumn foliage hasn't quite settled in yet, although it is slowly creeping into our area. As much as I love Summer, I have to concede that this season does offer some amazing scenery. There's something about the brilliant colors and warm afternoons that just begs us all to strip bare and frolic through the fallen leaves. 

The poem, below, is one that sums up my feelings entirely!

October's Bright Blue Weather

by Helen Hunt Jackson

O suns and skies and clouds of June,

and flowers of June together,

Ye cannot rival for one hour

October's bright blue weather.

When loud the bumble-bee makes haste,

Belated, thriftless, vagrant,

And golden-rod is dying fast,

And lanes with grapes are fragrant. 

When gentians roll their fringes tight

to save them for the morning,

And chestnuts fall from satin burrs

without a sound of warning;

When on the ground red apples lie

in piles like jewels shining,

And redder still on old stone walls

are leaves of woodbine twining;

When all the lovely wayside things

Their white-winged seeds are sowing,

And in the fields, still green and fair,

Late aftermaths are growing;

When springs run low, and on the brooks,

In idle golden freighting,

Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush

of woods, for winter waiting;

When comrades seek sweet country haunts,

By twos and twos together,

And counts like misers, hour by hour,

October's bright blue weather.

O suns and skies and flowers of June,

Count all your boasts together,

Love loveth best of all the year

October's bright blue weather.

The above photo is of my friend, Adimu Mazwi and I bare under an October blue sky.

Peace! Get naked. Enjoy!

Bare With Pride