Single Threads Weave Autumn’s Cloak

Reader Contribution by Connie Moore
Published on September 1, 2015
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Single threads of a spider’s web glimmer in sunlight as this morning begins. The threads seem to hang upon nothing, moving in mid-air like a shimmering strand of gauze.

Larger patches of gossamer caps spot the grass as the light catches on the blades and blends mild rainbow colors for a patchwork quilt of nature’s weaving.

Two crows head out at dawn from east to west sounding their harsh caw to wake up those not disposed to rising early. From their night’s roost in trees where sun’s first rays warm their feet and wings, the two companions make their way “straight as a crow flies” to surrounding fields for breakfast.

Within an hour or so another raspy voice will take over the neighborhood as late summer locusts buzz their lives away in the yard trees. Silence then ensues as the heat of the day creeps in on the land.

Early in August, finding the first spike of delicate pink miracle lily was as exciting as finding the first morel in spring. The lilies now, however, mean an early autumn has overtaken us this year. Sweet scents of 42 miracle lilies mingle with hundreds of Royal standard hosta trumpet blooms. Snow white beacons of summer’s last strength, they make the transition from summer to autumn a very sweet endeavor.

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