Thursday, November 6, 2014

dresses of gold



Come,  said the wind to the leaves one day,
come o'er the meadows and we will play.
Put on your dresses of scarlet and gold
for summer is gone and the days grow cold.

                                                                         - George Eliot

6 comments:

  1. beautiful painting; yes the leaves they go so quickly....

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    1. Oh, it's a photo, Elizabeth; but I messed with it. :D

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  2. Lovely photo and poem. ☺
    Enjoy your weekend!

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  3. what a gorgeous photo and charming verse! I hadn't heard that one before. . .

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    1. Found it on Pinterest, of course.

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