They frenzy forth....

“For these beings, fall is ever the normal season, the only weather, there be no choice beyond.
Where do they come from? The dust. Where do they go? The grave. Does blood stir their veins?
No: the night wind. What ticks in their head? The worm. What speaks from their mouth? The toad.
What sees from their eye? The snake. What hears with their ear? The abyss between the stars.
They sift the human storm for souls, eat flesh of reason, fill tombs with sinners. They frenzy
forth....Such are the autumn people.”
Ray Bradbury

Marino Thorlacius, Ravens

Morticia: "He lives"


Versailles TV show

Blue Sea Dragon

"Perfectly camouflaged in the ocean lives a strange creature. It lives a glorious life, floating on its back. With perfect tones of blue and silver, predators from above would see it as a mere glisten from the sun. Lucky for them because eating it would be fatal. This creature extracts poison from its prey, the venomous man-o-war, to use for its own defence. Behold, the glaucus atlaticus."

photo and description by Rachel Stewart

Mid-Autumn Festival in China and Vietnam

The Mid-Autumn Festival is a harvest festival celebrated by ethnic Chinese and Vietnamese people. The festival is held on the 15th day of the 8th month of the lunar calendar with full moon at night, corresponding to late September to early October of the Gregorian calendar with a full moon at night. Due to ancient China's cultural influence, Mid-Autumn Festival spread to other parts of Asia.

Mooncakes have also appeared in western countries as an exotic sweet.

The Mid-Autumn festival is named "Tết Trung Thu" in Vietnamese. It is also known as Children's Festival because of the event's emphasis on children.  ...  Over time, the prayers for children evolved into a celebration of children. Confucian scholars continued the tradition of gazing at the moon, but to sip wine and improvise poetry and song. By the early twentieth century in Hanoi, the festival had begun to assume its identity as a children's festival.

....Every year, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, children light lanterns and participate in a procession to show Cuội the way back to Earth. The other tale involves a carp who wanted to become a dragon, and as a result, worked hard throughout the year until he was able to transform himself into a dragon.

One important event before and during the festival are lion dances. Dances are performed by both non-professional children's groups and trained professional groups. Lion dance groups perform on the streets, going to houses asking for permission to perform for them. If the host consents, the "lion" will come in and start dancing as a blessing of luck and fortune for the home. In return, the host gives lucky money to show their gratitude.

Mid-Autumn Festival lanterns

More details about the Autumn Moon Festival at Wiki

Good morning

It is quite possible that an animal has spoken to me and that I didn't catch the remark because 
I wasn't paying attention.

E.B. White (Charlotte's Web)

Oftentimes we call Life bitter names,

but only when we ourselves are bitter and dark. And we deem her empty and unprofitable, but only when the soul goes wandering in desolate places, and the heart is drunken with overmindfulness of self.
Life is deep and high and distant; and though only your vast vision can reach even her feet, yet she is near; and though only the breath of your breath reaches her heart, the shadow of your shadow crosses her face, and the echo of your faintest cry becomes a spring and an autumn in her breast.

And life is veiled and hidden, even as your greater self is hidden and veiled. Yet when Life speaks, all the winds become words; and when she speaks again, the smiles upon your lips and the tears in your eyes turn also into words. When she sings, the deaf hear and are held; and when she comes walking, the sightless behold her and are amazed and follow her in wonder and astonishment.

Young Buddhists at play

Young Buddhist novices play in Hsinbyume Pagoda, Myanmar. “Once the tourists leave the last boat to Mandalay, the pagoda and its terraces become the perfect playground for the kids,” says Sergio Rodriguez.

To be beautiful

Thich Nhat Hanh

When another person makes you suffer-

it is because he suffers deeply within himself and his suffering
is spilling over.

yellow leaves -- Mark Boucher

Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.

It looked like the world was covered in a cobbler crust of brown sugar and cinnamon.

Sarah Addison Allen,
First Frost

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, wintery light. But you knew there would 
always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after 
it was frozen. 
When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though
 a young person died for no reason.

― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

Sweet haiku

Puur Anders art

Dutch artist Purr Anders transforms old photographs into beautiful jewelry. After printing the images onto fabric, Anders crafts them into leaf and plant designs and jewelry.

more at her blog

Banksly art turned into animations

Origami heron fishing

Grape picking

Finally, she mused that human existence is as brief as the life of autumn grass,
so what was there to fear from taking chances with your life?

Mo Yan, Red Sorghum

Julianna Swaney

I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.

― Henry David Thoreau

Pumpkins by Martin Hemm

Last stand

O maternal earth which rocks the fallen leaf to sleep!

E. L. Masters, Spoon River Anthology, Washington McNeely

“At no other time (than autumn)

At no other time (than autumn) does the earth let itself be inhaled in one smell, the ripe earth; in a smell that is in no way inferior to the smell of the sea, bitter where it borders on taste, and more honeysweet where you feel it touching the first sounds. Containing depth within itself, darkness, something of the grave almost.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters on Cézanne

Apple time

Meanwhile in Vietnam, it's all about preparing for Tet holiday

Photo:  my cousin

'Interpretation Blossoming Almond Tree' by Vincent Van Gogh

Quiet people

No, no! The adventures first, explanations take such a dreadful time.

Lewis Carroll

Beware indifference

“The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.” 

"On the journey to myself I’ve been so many people."

Indigo Williams