it has been a quiet day. not silent, of course, there is never that, but quiet.

part of me feels empty because of it. part of me feels soothed.

i sit here now, late at night in my living room, dog at my feet, television not on, not wanting to disturb the peace.

the windows are open, it was a warm day for fall, not too warm, just perfect.

i hear crickets outside singing away, sounding somewhat frantic, as if they know that very soon the nights will become too cold and then they will be stuck in months of quiet.

a waxing gibbous moon hangs low in the sky, so close to full that I would never know that it isn’t, except that the weatherman says so.

it is autumn, autumn in new york, and you can smell it, the scent of leaves on the ground, a basket of apples, cool nights.

in the field just down the road, the farmer started cutting down corn today, leaving short bare stalks sticking up from the ground, rows of little soldiers bearing witness to the folding in of summer, the boxing up, the putting away.

a surrender that we know must happen, but watch wistfully, just the same.

there is a new package by the back door, but i haven’t opened it just yet, it sits there in crisp wrapping paper, colored in golds and tans, browns and oranges.

i think i’ll leave it out there just a day or two longer,

while i sit here and listen

to summer’s last moment

of silence.


this post is part of one word wednesday over at jillsy girl…check it out!


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  • angela kelsey September 22, 2010 at 9:23 am

    this miamian who loves fall appreciates your sharing your crisp cool evening. beautiful.

  • ivyallover September 22, 2010 at 9:25 am

    Beautiful words and beautiful image. Autumn my favorite time of the year. Reading this took me to a sweet peaceful place…lovely. Thank you for that ♥

  • Jillsy September 22, 2010 at 9:27 am

    how beautifully written! just the other night I, too, sat out back and listened to the crickets, the first time in a couple of months when the cicadas weren’t drowning out their soothing tune. My hubby is from England where there are no crickets so their song bothers him, but to me it makes me want to drift off into la-la land. thanks for playing along~ your entry is superb!

  • Walker September 22, 2010 at 9:35 am

    Wow, I’m so glad you commented, I get to meet you and your blog. Love it.

  • Skye Daniels September 22, 2010 at 9:45 am

    Beautiful image. Resting in the gift of those evenings is what it is all about!!

  • Kathryn September 22, 2010 at 9:46 am

    What a wonderfully written post, feel like I’m there with you.

  • Brenda Kula September 22, 2010 at 10:10 am

    I read your words and savor them. You are a natural story teller. It shines through.

  • Michael Douglas Jones September 22, 2010 at 10:26 am

    New York receives her crisp autumn gifts a bit earlier than we do in Maryland; thank you for the preview; they sound like delightful “presence”.

  • julia September 22, 2010 at 10:44 am

    Oh, how i love your writing. It’s so soft & soothing, like a lullaby.

  • wholly jeanne September 22, 2010 at 7:33 pm

    i hope you’re out enjoying the moon and jupiter tonight, thelma.

  • Jamie September 22, 2010 at 8:44 pm

    Heavenly. I want to be where you are.


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