West New York Park
Are the falling leaves drifting by your window yet? Not mine! The Autumn leaves of red and gold? Nope! If it's an evergreen-they're forever green, otherwise, they turn brown, fall, and crumble to the ground. So I found this cool Autumn picture to post and dream of Autumn as I see it. Well, I can't expect my Mulberry and Pecan leaves to turn red and gold. And I do feel blessed that the birds and the squirrels can enjoy the mulberries in the spring and the pecans in the winter. I also enjoy the year round beauty of the Photinias, which do produce glossy red tips in early spring. We have a lovely Cherry Laurel that puts on deep purple berries and and cream colored blossoms. The birds stay busy flying in and out of this tree throughout the year-that's a joy to watch. So, I'll not complain too much. Because of what we do have, some of God's beautiful creatures can survive and are protected from harsh elements.
The much-recorded song Autumn Leaves was originally a French song "Les Feuilles Mortes" with lyrics by poet Jacques Prevert. In my highschool girls' glee club, we performed this song at several programs under the direction of Mr. Charles Olson-who taught us how to appreciate every note put into a song.
Thank you so much for stopping by...thank you for your heartwarming comments. I hope you continue to be entertained and also find the contents interesting-AND SOMETIMES FUNNY! If you noticed the YouTube strip with three clips on it that says "3 Home Videos", or something like that, just click on the one in the middle of the strip. It should say Don't Be Cruel-Eastridge cover. That is my husband Karo and my home recording of the song by -"who else"? Karo sings lead and joins me in singing backup too. He is playing guitar and I am on keys/accompaniment. This is one of the fun things we like to do-"MAKE FOOLS OF OURSELVES!" No, really, it's hard work recording a song. The good artists like "who else?" really do earn their money!
And now, I'll leave you with a couple of Autumn thoughts...I'm afraid my old pal Mark Twain is on holiday right now. However, I am reading a great book written about him called "Twain's Feast" . I don't think he'll mind til next time.
"It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life." ~P.D. James~
"Bittersweet October. The mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between the opposing miseries of summer and winter." ~Carol Bishop Hipps~
Oh, by the way-I wanted to mention-invite anyone who has drawn or painted an autumn picture, please feel free to email it to me and I will proudly replace my West New York Park picture with your artwork!