Leaves on fire.

Autumn Song by Margaret Rose.

October is a piper,
Piping down the dell-
Sad sweet songs of sunshine-
Summer's last farewell.
He pipes till grey November
Comes in the mist and rain,
And then he puts his pipes away
Till Autumn comes again.

I wonder if anyone else remembers this poem? Do they still teach it to children today?

It is one which MrC recites to me each October! For some reason it lodged in his memory, from his very young school days.

The morning sun on the Virginia creeper made our neighbour's house look as if it was on fire.
At least when the leaves fall they will be able to see out of the windows!