HOMAGE TO FALL: POST IV

MADELINE ISLAND AT SUNSET

TREMBLING ASPEN ON HWY. K

HARBOR RED MAPLE

OLD APPLE BARN ON WASHINGTON AVE.

HERB GARDEN

Wednesday, 8:30 AM,  54 degrees F at the ferry dock, 48 on the back porch.  Wind W, mostly calm with occasional light gusts.  The sky is crystal clear, the humidity 69%.  The barometer has begun to fall, now at 29.75".  High today near 70, the mild weather continuing for the rest of the week, with mixed skies, until thunderstorms Saturday evening.

SONNET 73
William Shakespear 

That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see’st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the deathbed whereon it must expire,
Consumed with that which it was nourished by.
  This thou perceiv’st, which makes thy love more strong,
  To love that well which thou must leave ere long.