Saturday, October 1, 2022

Unexpected things

After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...

The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her...

In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.


Elizabeth George Speare, The Witch of Blackbird Pond

 

 

 

 

 



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