Golden is the day I walk in…
~The White Rabbit
Photo by Iliana
Golden is the day I walk in…
~The White Rabbit
Photo by Iliana
Bluedridge was not the only place where we tasted delectably delightful fall. One of the most pleasurable aspects of the trip was our stay-over in Philadelphia, PA, where you have the juxtaposition of blooming Nature with the bustling city. Took this picture at Valley Forge Historical Park, sight of the 1777-78 encampment of the Continental Army. The leaves on the trees were ablaze! This made the White Rabbit very happy indeed.
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” ~George Eliot
Autumn has always been my favorite time of year. This season quickens me, makes me feel more alive than the others. Whether it be due to the colors or the smells, the crispness in the air, whatever the reason, fall fires up all my senses. Bursts of blushing blooms befall before me, a feeding frenzy for my soul. It is no coincidence our travels were set for this time, making one of the White Rabbit’s favorite places, Blueridge, Ga., a necessary place to stop-over for a very important date with Autumn. ~The White Rabbit
“Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love – that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” [Letter to Miss Eliot, Oct. 1, 1841]” ~ George Eliot