autumnvent #30
This is the last autumnvent post, everyone. I'll have a bonus post tomorrow with some odds and ends I didn't manage to put in anywhere. Thanks to everyone who read along!
Golden wheat harvest by Ben
Slow, but sure, the enemy comes,
His breath we may almost feel,
And the flowers of earth must yield their lives
'Neath the tread of his frosty heel.
The flower-queen from her throne has stepped,
And bowed her stately head,
And the leaves of Autumn have fallen fast,
To cover the lovely dead.
--from "November" by Mary Dow Brine
Pumpkin soup in shell
Pork Loin with Apple-Cornbread Stuffing
Golden wheat harvest by Ben
Slow, but sure, the enemy comes,
His breath we may almost feel,
And the flowers of earth must yield their lives
'Neath the tread of his frosty heel.
The flower-queen from her throne has stepped,
And bowed her stately head,
And the leaves of Autumn have fallen fast,
To cover the lovely dead.
--from "November" by Mary Dow Brine
Pumpkin soup in shell
Pork Loin with Apple-Cornbread Stuffing