Tag Archives: John Burroughs

As The Day Moves Into Night

As this serene and majestic winter day winds into the night, I am absorbed with the simple luxury of watching the sun’s colors paint the evening sky.  What better to be doing than this?

Still I will have time for more books, snow walks in the twilight, contemplation, before rest.  I will wish for more before sleep…

The world is so grand in its offerings!

I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read and all the friends I want to see.”

~John Burroughs

January Sunset, Pasture


“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are October’s”

-L. M. Montgomery

Aspen in Full Color, Blue Sky

“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.”

~Jim Bishop

Fall, Maple Leaves, Yard, Light, Red

“The time of the falling leaves has come again. Once more in our morning walk we tread upon carpets of gold and crimson, of brown and bronze, woven by the winds or the rains out of these delicate textures while we slept.
How beautifully the leaves grow old! How full of light and color are their last days! There are exceptions, of course. The leaves of most of the fruit-trees fade and wither and fall ingloriously. They bequeath their heritage of color to their fruit. Upon it they lavish the hues which other trees lavish upon their leaves….
But in October what a feast to the eye our woods and groves present! The whole body of the air seems enriched by their calm, slow radiance. They are giving back the light they have been absorbing from the sun all summer.”

~John Burroughs, “The Falling Leaves,” Under the Maples

Fall, Colors, Green, Gold, Trees, Grasses