October Octave Sunsets Pumpkin Pink and Orange

Scarecrows beside a split-rail fence... looking for goblins and such

As the Autumn Sun becomes bright and evening breezes sing 

I hear the music of the Angels who guard our every move...  

Cedar Waxwings are sitting in the Crabapple trees munching 

on the berries as they wait for the weathering storms... 

Seed Seekers visit the feeder as they chirp and chatter with 

tales of Wood Meadow Sage...  

Bluejays plump from Summer's berries on bittersweet vines 

visit our porch and deck feeder for a quick snack and then off to 

discover the other gourmet locations to keep in mind when 

grey clouds and snow descend from the North... 

Tufted Titmice need a safe place to land as they wait for 

their turn to feed where a Peck at a time will suffice when 

Winter brings Ice and Snow on frozen ponds where children skate to 

the song of the Whippoorwill and the sounds of the Downy Woodpecker... 

Reviews

[Neville]

...................... My word our Pat .... what a wonderful picture you paint here .. and for us to flock to see ... You seem to have a magnificent variety of feathered visitors .. A sight to behold .. an ornithologist and poets paradise .. How lucky some of us are ................................ x

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville... I love Autumn when colors of leaves and birds are embroidered on my heart with silken threads of magnificent obsessions. So lovely to leave your foot prints on our path of primrose promises and extraordinary scenarios orchestrated for your pleasure. tenderly, Pat

[Neville]

I love autumn too Pat ... and you paint it so well ...

[Lydia Shutter]

You truly do love nature and especially birds. Your imagery in this one is splendid, Pat. I can almost hear the birds chirping in the trees. Yes, Autumn is here and with it comes thoughts of Halloween and pumpkins. Sunsets seem to be painted a bit brighter this time of year. The way you see the birds makes me smile. So lovely. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lydi... your review of October Octave sunsets ... is as warm as the Autumn Sun when leaves turn into musical notes of colors... gently, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

makes me want to go out and buy a feeder :) great title Pat! a full bloom all in itself ;) your blending birds, cycles of Nature, scenes of water, Angels and octaves all on display ... so much to enjoy in reading .. brings me a sense of peace and joy...thanks for sharing!
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gene... so glad you enjoyed the Play. The scenes change every day ... the Moon in their phases at night and the Sun like Greta Garbo who wants to be warm and colorful when she rises with smiles of pink and rose persuasions. Autumn is a time for orange and pink Pumpkins and Chrysanthemums where Goblins hide and
Witches brew. Wishing you and yours a blanket of Starry nights and days of Indian Summer. gently, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

you are the best Pat ... right back at ya! :)

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Gene... “the best is yet to come...”⛄️ !

[Chris Shaw]

A feast of birdies enjoying their own feast before a hard winter sets in. If you can see all these varieties of our avian friends in your garden Pat, then you are surely blessed. Autumn is a most colourful time of year. I imagine you are making the most of their visits and the song they bring you while the days are still light. May they always bring you joy dear Pat.

Fondest

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... we have mainly Mourning Doves and Cardinals galore with one adorable bird I have not identified. We had a large 🦉 Owl sitting on the railing of our Deck out the Large Kitchen Window... what a thrill. Today there were two huge Bluejays. I subscribe to Birds and Blooms Magazine.. so I see colored photos of many Birds all year long... I become very inspired to include them in a poem. Of course the annoying Ravens eat some seeds once in a while.
Our large Maple trees are dropping Golden leaves.. so Autumn is leaving a Carpet of gold coins scattered about. Have a great week. 💕 love and best of health. Pat

[Chris Shaw]

Your lines are full of love for your avian friends. Autumn is such a colourful time of year. All good wishes winging their way to you Pat from across the pond. Keep well and safe. Chris

[Lorry]

Such a beautiful description in the title alone Pat, that resonates even here in ever darkening Scotland, where the Sun seems to be losing to gravity, as it struggles to stay above the horizon. But even that brings almost surreal hues to our ever decreasing daylight.
Won't be long before kids go to school in the barely light yet and return to fading darkness, but no matter the length of time, it is so worth pausing for a "skirting sunset", where the sky turns kaleidoscopic and we are transfixed by natures never ending box of tricks 😀

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry... lovely to read about your Kaleidoscopic Sunsets in Scotland. Thank you for your gracious review. I suppose the Title of my poem could also describe the rapture of Sunsets where you see the beauty of warm pink and orange colors in Octaves of musical moments. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

There is a chill in the Air as winter whispers through the trees...
Mums are keeping quiet as bumble bees buzz to advertise the
sweet honeycombs... sharing their farewells with flowers that
are ready for a long Winter's Nap... as the Sun sets on the horizon of
dreams. the author petal Pat