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Happy Autumn!

by habituallychic

09 . 22 . 08
“There is a harmony in autumn,
and a lustre in its sky,
which through the summer is not heard or seen,
as if it could not be, as if it had not been!”

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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  1. Coveiter September 22, 2008 | 12:23 pm

    ah, autumn! my favorite season.

    { julie }

  2. porter hovey September 22, 2008 | 2:21 pm

    yes! fall it’s finally here. my scarfs are getting excited to come out!

  3. M.Lane September 22, 2008 | 2:30 pm

    Thank you for making me feel like autumn is here even though where I live what little we enjoy is two months away… Lovely photo and text.

  4. Office With a View September 22, 2008 | 3:21 pm

    Oh I love Autumn too! 🙂 We put up our fall wreath yesterday, and it makes me smile! Hooray!

  5. maison21 September 22, 2008 | 8:49 pm

    what’s an “autumn”?


  6. Habitually Chic September 23, 2008 | 2:39 pm

    Julie, Autumn is so beautiful in Central Park! It’s my favorite too!

  7. Habitually Chic September 23, 2008 | 2:40 pm

    Porter, Mine are already out but my office is chilly. I love when all the subjects on The Sartorialist start wearing scarves too!

  8. Habitually Chic September 23, 2008 | 2:40 pm

    M. Lane – the weather here is beautiful! But the leaves haven’t changed yet.

  9. Habitually Chic September 23, 2008 | 2:44 pm

    Office with a View – that makes me want a fall wreath! I may have to see what they have at the farmer’s market this week!

  10. Habitually Chic September 23, 2008 | 2:44 pm

    Maison21 – you can come and visit and find out!!!

  11. gail September 23, 2008 | 10:55 pm

    Autumn is my favorite, and here is my favorite autumn blurb: I like spring, but it is too young. I like summer, but it is too proud. So I like best of all autumn, because its tone is mellower, its colours are richer, and it is tinged with a little sorrow. Its golden richness speaks not of the innocence of spring, nor the power of summer, but of the mellowness and kindly wisdom of approaching age. It knows the limitations of life and its content. – LIN YUTANG