Autumn Equinox

A Faerie led me to the garden at sunset. I sat drinking in the beauty of the evening (and sipping wine). The dog sitting at my side never saw the quick flash of the slender leg and white tail of the deer crossing the drive below the pond. Mama Cat still lay curled in the grass, catching the last rays of the sun setting in the cloudless sky. The Hummingbirds chased each other through the branches of the peach tree, enjoying the last days of their summer holiday. The autumn garden, having lost most of her summer bloom, seemed to sigh, anticipating her winter rest. A whistle and low rumble called my attention to the other side of the valley just in time to see the northbound train emerge from some trees and travel picturesquely by green fields and red barns. The clear blue sky, the passing train, the presence of gentle animal spirits, the smell of the earth and beauty of the garden—my cup runneth over!