This Lovely Day

It’s all changing now.Even a whole 12 days before we turn the clocks back, things feel different.The milkweed is even rosy. I found this 'bouquet' today in the field behind the YMCA.And of course the leaves are contemplating cashing it in.I think of what Emily Dickinson wrote to her brother Austin one morning:"We are having such lovely weather," she wrote. “The air is a sweet and still – now and then a gay leaf falling - high in the crimson tree a belated bird is singing – a thousand little painters are tingeing hill and dale..." It was like that today with the thousand little painters.It was also like what Robert Frost described.  In his poem October, he addresses the month directly saying,

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.

That last line kills me every time, 'enchant the land with amethyst.'I sat on the stone steps in my yard for a while today and watched as the sprinklers swept the lawn for the last time this year.The effect seemed to me magical when the water from two sprinkler heads on either side of the path crossed each other and made a faint rainbow. Can you see it? Look.Now look again. It's a very short video and it's just s flash. But how much we miss when we hurry along instead of just standing still (!)[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QTGbKUL0gg4&feature=youtu.be[/embed]