A gift from the garden.
Autumn is in the air this morning in my garden.
It is a lovely day.
The last day of summer.
Oh JOY of the season's changing.
A day to celebrate.
The Song of a Lovely Day
Of kitchen curtains blowing; of a bubbling kettle;
Of a yellow cat on an oaken settle;
Of the webs I'm brushing from a corner in the hall;
Of crimson roses climbing up a garden wall;
Of a beater whipping egg-whites to a froth;
Of a table set for tea with a linen cloth;
Of children's lilting laughter; of a broom's soft swish;
Of the first ripe strawberries in a crystal dish;
Of a morning's ironing and its crisp array-
Oh, of all the details of a lovely day,
I will make a song, dear, then when I am through
Will keep it for the singing, come evening, to you.
~Ethel Romig Fuller from Kitchen Sonnets