Monday, September 8, 2008

Dogs, Ducks and caves


Yesterday we once again headed out on one of our local nature trails to walk the dogs.

This time we took them down to the Sequiota Park area. If you are from Springfield, Missouri chances are you or someone you know has had senior pictures made here.

You can tell fall is coming on because the goldenrod is in full glory!


Here is a favorite poem about September that my husband likes to recite.......I don't know if he knows it's this long....he simply started reciting the first verse when we saw the goldenrod blooming.



September
by Helen Hunt Jackson

The goldenrod is yellow

The corn is turning brown



The trees in apple orchards

With fruit are bending down.


The gentian's bluest fringes

Are curling in the sun

In dusky pods the milkweed

Its hidden silk has spun.

The sedges flaunt their harvest

In every meadow-nook

And asters by the brookside

Make asters in the brook.

From dewy lanes at morning


The grapes' sweet odors rise

At noon the roads all flutter

With yellow butterflies.


By all these lovely tokens

September days are here,

With summer's best of weather,

And autumn's best of cheer.


Here are some pictures of our escapades!

The trees are getting heavy with walnuts!wild morning gloriesbeautiful hops


Lonnie checking out the ducks.....one of them hissed at him when he got too close.

white ducks


I think there might have been a mallard or two.

bobbing ducks

a little waterfall bridge

Did you know Missouri is known as the cave state?


Cleopatra at the entrance of the cave

Go forth and be creative,

Tammy

3 comments:

  1. Beautiful pictures, Tammy. And I love the verse. Have you noticed any of the trees in your area starting to change color? We have a few here beginning to sport fall color and it's chilly this morning....about 50 degrees. Lovely!

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  2. JoJo,
    I spent my day in the treadmill room which overlooks a pond and a few of the trees are just BARELY starting to turn a rust color, but this morning started out at a cool 56 and we've got the windows open and the quilts on the bed....I love it!

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  3. Loved your beautiful photos...and matched so perfectly with the poem!
    You live in such a lovely place...and caves, too!

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