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<\/a><\/p>\nTo Autumn<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained \u2018The narrow bud opens her beauties to \u2018The spirits of the air live on the smells \u2014William Blake<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Today is one of the turnings of the year, and between now and the beginning of winter, each day will begin a little later and end a little earlier, until, when the alarm clock goes off, we find ourselves groping for our bedroom slippers in darkness. But there are some joys to be had duringRead more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[64],"tags":[123,83,23,39,61,19,52],"class_list":["post-6242","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-painting","tag-autumn","tag-botany","tag-festival","tag-food","tag-oil","tag-poem","tag-still-life"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6242","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=6242"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6242\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6247,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6242\/revisions\/6247"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=6242"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=6242"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/eachdayisacelebration.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=6242"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nWith the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit
\nBeneath my shady roof; there thou mayst rest,
\nAnd tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe,
\nAnd all the daughters of the year shall dance!
\nSing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers.<\/p>\n
\nThe sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins;
\nBlossoms hang round the brows of Morning, and
\nFlourish down the bright cheek of modest Eve,
\nTill clust\u2019ring Summer breaks forth into singing,
\nAnd feather\u2019d clouds strew flowers round her head.<\/p>\n
\nOf fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round
\nThe gardens, or sits singing in the trees.\u2019
\nThus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat;
\nThen rose, girded himself, and o\u2019er the bleak
\nHills fled from our sight; but left his golden load.
\n<\/em><\/p>\n