![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/09\/mushrooms1.jpg\" "\\"Mushrooms\\"")
<\/p>\nThe signs of Autumn have arrived. Brisk mornings, browning leaves rattling down the street carried by strong breezes and me with a cup of hot coffee in my hand watching the sun slowly rise over the mountain. What an incredibly beautiful day!<\/p>\n
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Quietly painting in the studio. Images & dreams I will always carry in my heart.<\/p>\n
![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/09\/sonomatreelinewatercolor.jpg\" "\\"Sonoma")
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Sonoma Tree Line<\/strong> – Digital Painting – Watercolor & Impasto brushstrokes on layers – 8 x 10 inches<\/p>\n S<\/strong>o m<\/strong>any s<\/strong>igns <\/strong>– Q<\/strong>uiet C<\/strong>hange<\/p>\n Ephemeral things – soft and fragile<\/p>\n S<\/strong>lower, D<\/strong>eeper – The Wheel of life Turns<\/p>\n To the Light of September<\/strong><\/p>\n When you are already here and for now it seems as though but they all know you you who are neither that have fallen through the night<\/p>\n perfect in the dew The signs of Autumn have arrived. Brisk mornings, browning leaves rattling down the street carried by strong breezes and me with a cup of hot coffee in my hand watching the sun slowly rise over the mountain. What an incredibly beautiful day! Quietly painting in the studio. Images & dreams I will always carry in […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[11,47],"tags":[262,41,760,762,759,684,758,763,761],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2865"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2865"}],"version-history":[{"count":17,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2865\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2966,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2865\/revisions\/2966"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2865"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2865"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2865"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/09\/mothwhite.jpg\" "\\"White")
<\/p>\n![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.rosearizmendi.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/09\/autumnleaves.jpg\" "\\"Autumn")
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\nyou appear to be only
\na name that tells of you
\nwhether you are present or not<\/p>\n
\nyou are still summer
\nstill the high familiar
\nendless summer
\nyet with a glint
\nof bronze in the chill mornings
\nand the late yellow petals
\nof the mullein fluttering
\non the stalks that lean
\nover their broken
\nshadows across the cracked ground<\/p>\n
\nthat you have come
\nthe seed heads of the sage
\nthe whispering birds
\nwith nowhere to hide you
\nto keep you for later<\/p>\n
\nwho fly with them<\/p>\n
\nbefore nor after
\nyou who arrive
\nwith blue plums<\/p>\n
\n– w.s. merwiin<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"