The Autumn Ball

I’ve been telling Asher a little story about the autumn here and there, when the moment is right and we’re in the mood to imagine.

Our Goldenrain Tree

When the weather becomes cool and mornings reveal frosty lawns or low-lying gray fog,

Fair Oaks Fall Color

the trees prepare for the Autumn Ball by changing into their fanciest party dresses.

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They put on gowns of glowing golds, brilliant scarlet, warm russets, and rich browns. They must get very fancy, for it will be their last party for a good long while.

IMorning Walk to Preschool

They put on fine jackets of velvet and place gold crowns on their heads.

Neighborhood Trees

They shine up their boots and rouge their cheeks.

Black and Yellow

And together they whirl and swirl, dancing through the night under the stars, dancing while they greet the morning, dancing long into the midday sunshine, dancing even when it’s time for the little children to lay down their heads in the evening.

Glowing Red, Orange, and Yellow

The trees sway to the music of the good earth, turning turning, shining and spinning in their fancy clothes and until at last they tire.

Speckled

Soon they must disrobe and go to sleep through the long, cold winter. They must slumber and rest after such a glorious Autumn, and will spend the dark winter dreaming of the enchanting party they attended in November, when the winds blew through their beautiful ruffles and silken leaves as they danced the month away.

They will sleep until it’s time to wake and don new green clothes in Spring.

11 Responses to “The Autumn Ball”

  • xtyn
    November 12, 2010 at 12:22 am

    Beautiful.

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  • Fiona
    November 12, 2010 at 2:44 pm

    Lovely. My girls will love this. Thanks for sharing.

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  • karen
    November 12, 2010 at 4:13 pm

    gorgeous autum photos!

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  • Cheryl
    November 12, 2010 at 4:47 pm

    Beautiful photos and beautiful description of the leaves and trees in autumn. I’m going to share this with my children tomorrow.

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  • Alyss
    November 16, 2010 at 12:41 pm

    I LOVE this story! 🙂 It’s a little past autumn ball time here in Portland, OR, though many trees do still have pretty leaves on. But its wet, and cold. It’s pretty much winter. Thanks for sharing!

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  • Sara
    November 17, 2010 at 6:41 pm

    Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it.   🙂

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  • Sara
    November 17, 2010 at 9:48 pm

    Thank you, Cheryl! I hope they enjoyed it.

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  • Sara
    November 17, 2010 at 9:49 pm

    Thank you, Fiona!

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  • Sara
    November 17, 2010 at 9:49 pm

    Karen, thank you for your comment and compliment!

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  • Val
    November 22, 2010 at 9:01 am

    You are the most creative person I know. It astonishes me that one person could be so talented in so many different ways! You are truly inspiring to me!

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  • Sara
    November 24, 2010 at 8:02 pm

    Thank you, Val. That’s very kind of you to say. And the feeling is mutual, I assure you.

    Reply

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