Happy October!

 This week has been quite full, beginning with houseguests last weekend--more on that later; the culmination of a freelance assignment for the American Institute of Architects, which somehow resulted in my name--along with about twelve others--engraved in granite on a sidewalk on Main Street; the re-merchandising of our store; and a new contingent of houseguests.  I do want to post on each of these events, but, in the meantime, and because of the hour, I welcome October with this sweet poem.  It reminds me of nursery school and construction paper leaves taped on the windows.

October’s Party

by George Cooper

October gave a party;

The leaves by hundreds came.

The Chestnuts, Oaks and Maples,

And leaves of every name.

The Sunshine spread a carpet,

And everything was grand,

Miss Weather led the dancing,

Professor Wind the band.

The Chestnuts came in yellow,

The Oaks in crimson dressed;

The lovely Misses maple

In scarlet looked their best.

All balanced to their partners,

And gaily fluttered by;

The sight was like a rainbow

New fallen from the sky.

Then in the rustic hollow

At hide-and-seek they played;

The party closed at sundown

And everybody stayed.

Professor Wind played louder;

They flew along the ground;

And then the party ended

In jolly "hands around."