Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of
the year upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn--that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness--that season which has drawn from every poet worthy of being read some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling.”
―Jane Austen, Persuasion
Oh, I would so love to take an autumn walk where it is so lovely! Our autumn is still a ways off, but in some ways "autumn" is a state of mind. I think Jane Austen stated that very well...
ReplyDeleteThat is a lovely path to walk. Love those autmn colors.
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