I always feel a sense of loss on the first of September. Officially summer's over and now the downhill slide to the darker days of winter really begins. So for both Muse Day and as an attempt to cheer myself up, I've found someone who has a more positive outlook on this month: Mary Howitt (1799-1888).
There are twelve months throughout the year,
From January to December -
And the primest month of the twelve
Is the merry month of September!
Then apples so red *
And nuts ripe-brown
Come showering down
In the bountiful days of September!
There are flowers enough in the summer-time,
More flowers than I can remember -
But none with the purple, gold and red
That dyes the flowers of September!
The gorgeous flowers of September!
And the sun looks through
A clearer blue,
And the moon at night
Sheds a clearer light
On the beautiful flowers of September.
* = I'm off to pick my lovely red Scrumptious up at the allotment today. They also formed part of my subject for last month's Muse Day.
Garden Bloggers Muse Day is hosted by Carolyn Gail at Sweet Home and Garden Chicago.