Faded beauty: the arrival of October

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Faded beauty: the arrival of October - Folklings

The leaves fall, the wind blows, and the farm country slowly changes from the summer cottons into its winter wools.

— Henry Beston

Faded beauty: the arrival of October - Folklings

Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable... the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street... by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock of migrating geese.

— Hal Borland

Faded beauty: the arrival of October - Folklings

Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves,

We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!

— Humbert Wolfe

Further reading:

Autumn (Resignation) by Humbert Wolfe

Northern Farm by Henry Beston


Curated and photographed by

Sarah Hardman

Sarah lives over at Mitenska, where she chronicles life's simple pleasures.

She's a keen photographer, writer and tea drinker. Her favourite things include collecting treasures from her daily rambles, baking cake, rainy days and cosying up with a good book.

She resides in the Pennines with her partner and little boy.