Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Looking For Autumn in the Tropics
Having recently seen the movie "Bright Star" about the poet John Keats, I was a bit melancholy dreaming of russets and golds and crisp air as I read his lovely poem:
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness
Close bosom friend of the maturing sun
But on my drive to work, I noticed a tree which is blooming a rust-colored flower, so I purposed to look for other autumn colors among our South Florida tropicalia. My forty-five minute drive was pleasant enough, but everywhere I looked I saw green, green, green.
And then, over there, a deep purple-brown -- definitely this color would qualify. I walked over to snap it's photo. I peered low, and underneath was persimmon. There was poppy. And there was gold.