Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them —
The summer flowers depart —
Sit still — as all transform'd to stone,
Except your musing heart.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
And turn your eyes around,
Where waving woods and waters wild
Do hymn an autumn sound.
The summer sun is faint on them —
The summer flowers depart —
Sit still — as all transform'd to stone,
Except your musing heart.
Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Beautiful scenes!! Love the Browning poem, too.
ReplyDeleteWow!! Great view and looks like a blast!! Wish I'd have been there, too! Hope all is well with you sweet friend!!
ReplyDeleteLove and hugs,
Becky
Beautiful, just beautiful. Love Elizabeth Barret Browning's poetry.
ReplyDeleteValerie
I am enjoying Autumn, too. Yesterday as I talked to a dear one in the family on the phone I looked out the window - saw the leaves at the top of my Maple tree turning color and I lost track of what I was saying for a moment! Just sat there mezmerized by the beauty and the wonder of Autumn!! Thanks for sharing your gorgeous photos.
ReplyDelete~Adrienne~