yellow field in autumn

“Autumn Vultures”

I looked out the window to see if the clouds had broke and it was still overcast, but I noticed a few turkey vultures flying around. I grabbed my camera and once I got out the door I saw that there were about 20 of them soaring in the wind, circling above the trees. I’ve seen them around a bunch of times, but never this many at one time.
This is just across the road from my neighbors house. (they own the horses) So there’s a few more reasons why I love this new location. Horses and vultures.

Rodgers & Hammerstein’s Cinderella Sentence Starters

Feel free to adjust pronouns.

“The fields are aglow in autumn yellow.”
“You will dream about the view.”
“It makes you wish that the world could be as lovely as it looks.”
“Me, who am I?”
“I’m/They’re a bum who wants to do what’s right…but often does what’s wrong.”
“I’m/They’re a kid who’s voice is way off key, but loves to sing a song.”
“They dream like a lion but wake up like a lamb.”
“Slayer of dragons! Pitiless to ogres! Destroyer of griffins and giants!”
“He’s our hero!”
“Such perfection!”
“What’s the use of self-reflection?
"What a guy!”
“He’s a plain and simple complicated fascinating guy!”
“I’m as mild and as meek as a mouse.”
“When I hear a command I obey.”
“I can be whatever I want to be.”
“I’m a young Norwegian princess.”
“I’m an heiress who has always had her silk made.”
“I’m a girl men go mad for!”
“Love’s a game I can play!”
“Just as long as I say in my own little corner.”
“It’s a dangerous kind of sport and yet it’s fun!”
“Please don’t say my whole name!”
“Now is the time to act.”
“No other time will do!”
“Live and play your part.”
“Don’t give away your heart.”
“Don’t take what the world gives you.”
“Yesterday has gone.”
“Tomorrow is a guess.”
“The Prince is giving a ball!”
“That means ANYONE can be the Queen!”
“So will he want a taller girl? Or a stronger girl? Or a smaller girl?”
“I wish I were a bolder girl.”
“I wish I were a younger girl.”
“I wish I were an older girl.”
“I’ve wished a lot of things I don’t wish anymore.”
“Now I wish a lot of things I’ve never wished before.”
“I wish I were invited to the Prince’s Royal Palace ball!”
“The color on their faces is a sort of sour apple green.”
“I am coy and flirtatious!”
“Fol-de-rol and fiddledy-dee.”
“All the wishes in the world are poppycock and twaddle!”
“Are you mocking me with your gibberish?”
“All dreamers in all the world are dizzy in the noodle.”
“So what if I do have a dream to see the Prince again?”
“Exactly.  And then to have him fall in love with you.”
“No one will fall in love with me.”
“Why do you come to visit me tonight?”
“I am being foolish.”
“Then be foolish with me. What would you dream of?”
“Right here. There’s an invitation.”
“Don’t wait for everything to be perfect, just go!”
“Now, what else would you dream of?”
“Oh how silly.  I’d be the envy of all.”
“Why, in order to do that, you would have to be a fairy godmother.”
“Are you really my fairy godmother?”
“Actually, I’m everyone’s fairy godmother.”
“But you’re the only one who’s given me charity.”
“The world is full of zanies and fools.”
“It’s the most beautiful gown in all the land!”
“Ten minutes ago, I saw you.”
“I looked up when you came through the door.”
“My head started reeling!”
“You gave me the feeling the room had no ceiling or floor.”
“I wanted to ring out the bells.”
“I have found her!”
“I may never come down to earth again!”
“Why would a fellow want a girl like her?”
“Why can’t a fellow ever once prefer a solid girl like me?”
“With very little trouble, I could break her little arm!”
“So why is the fellow going crazy?”
“What’s the matter with the man?”
“ I like the way he really holds a room.”
“How do I make him see I’m special?”
“I’ve got the patience of a perfect saint.”
“I’m in a mess.”
“Loosen my dress.”
“Help me I’m starting to faint!”
“There are reports along the eastern road of a golden carriage.”
“And this I cannot explain – it simply flew into the mist!”
“Impossible, I know.”
“Then we shall do the impossible!”
“Ten minutes ago…we were dancing.”
“She vanished like a phantom in the night.”
“You’re the girl of my dreams.”
“That’s it! That’s the one! After her!!”
“He was tall, very tall.”
“She talks as if she knows.”
“How would you know that this is so?”
“I do no more than guess.”
“He is more than a prince. He’s an ace!”
“He can turn a girl to gravy!”
“I can imagine it, and I have no imagination.”
“I am throwing caution to the wind! I am imagining it as well!”
“Imagine what that girl would be feeling when dancing with the Prince!”
“A finer night you know you’ll never see.”
“Darling, I love you!”
“All your life you’ll dream of this.”
“Okay, but it’s not going to be good.”
“Are you sure you can keep my secret?”
“May we both find our loves.”
“I wake in the loneliness of sunrise.”
“Will my love come home to me.”
“And of course – I want to keep an eye on what women are there!”
“Breaking through the darkness.”
“Someone wants you.”
“There is music in you.”
“Now you can do whatever you want to do.”
“You will sing your whole life through.”
“Do I love you because you’re beautiful?”
“Or are you beautiful because I love you?”
“Are you the sweet invention of a lover’s dream?”
“Is that the last eligible lady in the kingdom?”
“Everyone truly has tried on the slipper?”
“I haven’t tried on the slipper.”
“The shoe fits!”
“I love you so much, I don’t know what to do.”
“Oh. Well. Is marriage still on the table?”
“Yes. YES. OH MY – YES!!”
“You have to marry me. I mean, will you marry me?”
“I will marry you.”
“What a lucky girl/guy, got your girl/guy!”
“Love is the song that you’ll sing your whole life through.”

I don't want autumn to gently kiss summer goodbye.

I want autumn to destroy summer, spraying hues of crimson and orange and yellow over every street and sidewalk and field.

I want autumn to tear away summer’s heavy blanket with cold hands.

I want autumn to cast gray clouds so thick that the summer sun’s rays cannot break through.

I want autumn to fill the air with aromas of dead leaves and burnt wood and spices.

I want autumn to save me from the sweltering heat and blinding light.

I want autumn to kill summer with a smile on its enchanting face.

I want autumn to save me.

A Harvest Song
A Harvest Song

When simmer days and heather bells
Come reakin owr yon hillen hills
There’s yellow corn in yonder fields
And the Autumn brings a shearin’

Sing bonnie lassie will ye gang
An shear wi me the whole day lang
And love will cheer us as we gang
And we join yon band o’ shearers

And if the thistle it be strang
That it should hurt your milk white hand
It’s me, my hawk I’ll cut it down
When we join yon band o’ shearers

And if the weather it be hot
I’ll take off my vest and coat
And we’ll count our thrives among yon lot
When we join yon band o’ shearers

And when the shearin’ it be done
We’ll hae some rantin’ rovin’ fun
We’ll hae some rantin’ rovin’ fun
An forget all the toils o’ shearin’

Sing bonnie laddie I will gang
An shear wi ye the whole day lang
And love will join us hand in hand
When we join yon band o’ shearers