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October 16, 2022: Savoring the Sweetness of Autumn

“Autumn… the year’s last, loveliest smile.”

– William Cullen Bryant

Road to Camp

Autumn arrived later this year, at our camp and studio in northern Maine. The sights, sounds, smells and tastes of fall are a last, sensory rich hurrah. Knowing that summer has passed and winter is just around the corner, we savor the beauty and wonders of this glorious time of year, During this past few weeks, our daily walks have delighted us with an ever evolving tapestry of golds, oranges, and scarlet. Chilly temperatures have been balanced out by the crackling of our woodstove and summer clothes have now been replaced with heavy sweaters, hats and gloves. The fruits of the harvest yield the tangy tastes of apple cider, a yearning for homemade soups and pumpkin pies. The once, clear paths on the trails we explore, are now filled with the sound of leaves crunching under our feet. Yet even with the crackling of fallen leaves, the woods are quiet now, the chorus of bird song we’ve listened to since Spring has faded away. Autumn in is all of its glory is still a bittersweet time of year.

“Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go.”


Once again, we learn from nature that change is a constant, bringing with it both joy and sorrow. The vibrancy of the foliage that has entranced us, has begun to fade. The skyline now shows trees with bare branches etched against the sky. Our favorite places to bird watch give evidence that many feathered residents have already flown away for the winter. While the loons are still here on the lake, they’ve already begun changing into their duller winter plumage and will soon migrate to the ocean. Yesterday we reluctantly pulled our dock out and have begun the transition of packing up and moving back to our home and studios in New Hampshire. It seems like only yesterday we were arriving in June, filled with anticipation of the Summer days ahead. Yet the sadness of saying goodbye to a season and and/or place, is a gentle reminder to be aware of its fleeting beauty and to savor the unique gifts that come with each one. Each of our seasons and ultimately each of our days has treasures to discover, if only we open our eyes and hearts to receive them.

Thank you again for taking the time out of your busy day to read our thoughts. Here are some quotes to help you celebrate this beautiful time of year. Do you have any any thoughts about this blog, or quotes about autumn that inspire you? We invite you to post them here and/or to share our blog with someone who might find it meaningful.

Best regards,

Wendy Oellers-Fulmer

Inspirational Quotes:

“Nature gives to every time and season unique beauty; from morning to night, as from the cradle to the grave, it’s just a succession of changes so soft and comfortable that we hardly notice the progress.”

-Charles Dickens

“You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.”

-Ernest Hemingway

“If a year was tucked inside of a clock, then autumn would be the magic hour.”

-Victoria Erickson

“How beautiful the leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.”

-John Burroughs

“Dancing of the autumn laves on a surface of a lake is a dream we see when we are awake.”

-Mehmet Murat Ildan

“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 Elliot

“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”

-Lauren DeStefano

“The tints of autumn…a mighty flower garden blossoming under the spell of the enchanter, frost.”

-John Greenleaf Whittier

“Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.”

-William Cullent Bryant
One of our favorite spots for a picnic.


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