Just after the death of the flowers,
And before they are buried in snow,
There comes a festival season,
When nature is all aglow—
Aglow with a mystical spendour
That rivals the brightness of spring,
Aglow with a beauty more tender
Than aught which fair summer could bring….
~Emeline B. Smith, “Indian Summer”
I would like to thank Grace of Grace Notes for inviting me to participate in the 3 Days 3 Quotes challenge.
The rules are easy; post three quotes on three consecutive days, thanking the person who invited you and inviting others to join you.
Today I nominate Dorothy from In So Many Words to join the party. Dorothy is a wonderful creative writer that I have only recently discovered. She is also a wonderful photographer & has a horse named Shakespeare! Go check out her blog! Dorothy, are you interested?
Until next time, Connie 🙂