I’ve posted this poem here a couple of years ago, but recently Jo Spinks who runs a local community page on FB asked if she could add it to her photo.
I like what she did with it so I’m sharing it again.
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Lucid Gypsy 
Such a wonderful combination of words and visuals, Gilly 🙂 🙂 (have I just pinched Sue’s blog name? Must be the impending excitement!)
Lovely words and photo. Oh, if only autumn days were crisp and bright cloudless skies, instead of this relentless rain…
It’s horrid isn’t it, went for a lunchtime stroll and got wet and cold, sad face!
Wonderful poem and image, Gilly. I kind of remember my childhood autumns just like this. I wonder whether my memory is deceiving me. 😳
Ahh thanks Sylvia, me too except the volume of rain and the horrible cold!
“Maybe mushrooms” and the origami of horse chestnuts! Wonderful. Good to see the poem again so beautifully presented.