We leave the hectic days of summer

A season of togetherness into

A season of detachment

 

A light breeze sends

Dandelion helicopter seeds spinning

Leaving a forest of stems

 

A preponderance of colour appears

On the hillside and trees

Let the colourful leaves descend

We see new vistas of the ocean

 

Glowing red berries on the Mountain Ash

Brings a seasonal raiding by robins

Too many guests strip the tree in a day.

 

 Return of cooler days the trees begin

The process of storing sap in their deep roots

 

The Moss Lady in Beacon Hill Park

Needs rain to nourish her green blanket

The pond turtles retire to their mud home.

 

We welcome the return of halcyon days

With old teacups and a pot of tea.

 

by Hazel Ross