Linger a Bit

Walk out the door.  The wind lifts yours hair and brushes your cheeks, painting them cool. The sun above warms your head if you lift your face to feel the last of the heat in a hot fudge Sunday of sensation.

Each  guffaw and gust spills leaves. They chase and tease a game of tag with scuffling, old paper sounds. Mangos, limes and persimmons have been swept into a glorious salad. Russet, burgundy and golden twinkles in tornadoes, sweeping down streets and through lanes covering paths with color.

The growing seasons of spring and summer escape from their tree cages as you walk, shuffling through color from pastel to gem, from dying to living. Autumnal majesty blesses us  and pays homage to each season. Soon the earth rests. 

Comments

[Stacy]

I feel so inspired to go make an autumn salad in my journal. DID YOU WRITE THAT? Girl's got talent!

[Diana Trout]

That’s really nice of you. Yes. I’ve been honing my writing skills and I thank you for reading. Autumn salad is a great name for it. I’ve got a vid coming up - hope to record in the next week or so using your bountiful ephemera in my journal. I’ll let you know.

[jan]

Diana, love the writing! Here in Southern California we don't really experience autumn and we don't have colors that could be described as "Mangos, limes and persimmons". My family has just returned from Philly and have brought back lots of photos ... that's the closest I get to such beauty.

[Diana Trout]

Thank you Jan! Oh I know it’s beautiful in Southern CA and up along the coast. I have family in San Fran. I’m an east coast girl (Philly in fact) and I do love Autumn!

[Stacy]

I am going to copy this down in my journal. I love it, how you portray the leaves as playful on a mission to distract us with their antics. almost like they are mindful.

Please don't feel obligated to use that old ephemera! You could bring it to class in the collage fodder pile or leave it on a park bench for the universe to discover, the stuff you have no use for.

I just finished up a starter kit for the laudromat attendant where I go. She was looking at my journal a few weeks back and sighed, "I should do something like that. I'm gonna. I swear to God I'm gonna". It's just perfect for anyone, regardless of what budget we have to adhere to, we just use what we have and get lost in it. I made a big mail art envie and stuffed it with a mini moleskine, stickers, duplicate gelatos I have, etc. The next time I do laundry (mid-Winter, I go once a season) she may be working in an art journal behind the counter. It wouldn't get much better than that, right?!

[Diana Trout]

It wouldn't get better than that, Stacy. You have a beautiful soul. Thanks for your kind words and deeds.

[Stacy]

I send everything out in mail art, I mean everything. It just occurred to me, I haven't heard back from the Jury Duty folks for over a year. I fully decorated the return envelope in the brightest, oddest images I could dig up. I origami style folded up my heavily opinionated responses, sealed it with a kiss and off it went with Vern, my mail carrier. Haven't heard a *peep*! LOL.

[Diana Trout]

Big HUGE guffaw!