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."
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