Posts Tagged ‘granny smith’

I love the cool, crisp, Granny Smith apple air

The harvest moon, big as a dinner plate and orange as a pumpkin

Pumpkin chocolate chip cookies, but not pumpkin pie

The sound of Canada geese flying overhead cheering their brothers and sisters onward

The smell of chrysanthemums and burning leaves

The slanting light at the end of the day that gives everything a special glow

Indian summer, that surprise that doesn’t last long enough

Pencils, paper, rulers and composition books, especially composition books


What are you fall-ing in love with?

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wind sharp as a scalpel
air crisp as a granny smith
sky clear as heaven
infinite darkness bedazzled by
the perfect celestial jewel

milky and luminous
flying with arched clouds
the moon has wings
it gives us light
when we really need it

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