The Color Shouted

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After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth…
The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch.
The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze.
The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet.
Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her…
In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.
~Elizabeth George Speare from The Witch of Blackbird Pond 

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I wander, deafened by the shouts and songs of October color.  It is more than I can bear some mornings, knowing the stillness and silence that is to come.

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2 thoughts on “The Color Shouted

  1. Yes, stillness and silence will come after this deluge of outrageous vibrant show of color has passed — to be followed by the colorless sameness of snow and the coldness and sometimes naked nothingness and barren sterility of the winter scene. But that, too, has a beauty all its own – a time to withdraw into our interior, that special sacred place where we are alone with Him – to recall and to appreciate the beauty with which He has just showered upon us — and to believe that it will return again in its time — just as He promised that He will.

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