Every fall, I love to reread William Shakespeare’s Sonnet LXXIII that begins with “That time of year thou mayst in me behold/when yellow leaves, or none, or few do hang/Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, /Bare ruin’d choirs, where late the sweet birds sang. Juliet KincaidA teacher of writing at the college level […]
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On pleasant autumn afternoons, my daughter and I enjoy walking around our neighborhood now filled with trees and shrubs displaying yellow, golden, orange, deep red, bright red and even pink magenta-colored leaves. The other day on our walk, a neighbor passing us said, “Aren’t the trees beautiful this year?” Yes, they are! Juliet KincaidA teacher
I ran so late trimming my hedges this year that actually was well past the season for when I usually do this chore. I finally got the ones in front of the house done, but the ones around the patio in the back of our house still aren’t done. If I keep dithering, I’ll be
The beauty of an autumn day and the colors of the leaves from our maple tree made the task of raking very pleasant this fall instead of just a chore I had to do that day. Juliet KincaidA teacher of writing at the college level for 35 years, Juliet now works as an indie author.
One day in early November, on my usual way home from an art class, I came upon this beautifully decorated tree. It turned out to be the Mayor’s tree. Juliet KincaidA teacher of writing at the college level for 35 years, Juliet now works as an indie author. To date, she has published four novels