[LadyX]

'Tis Louie, I spy!!

No doubt Der Wolfen is anxious for Fall to take hold of his section of the country, able to scamper through piles of scrunchy, colorful leaves and howl at golden moons - - here is a something for you- -

Listen! the wind is rising,
and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings,
now for October eves!

—Humbert Wolfe (1885–1940) "Autumn (Resignation)" (1926)

[LadyX]

No spring, nor summer beauty hath such grace
As I have seen in one autumnal face;

—John Donne (1572–1631) "Elegy IX: The Autumnal