|Claude Monet, Autumn Effect at Argenteuill|
|by William Blake|
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof; there thou mayst rest, And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe, And all the daughters of the year shall dance! Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers. "The narrow bud opens her beauties to The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins; Blossoms hang round the brows of Morning, and Flourish down the bright cheek of modest Eve, Till clust'ring Summer breaks forth into singing, And feather'd clouds strew flowers round her head. "The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees." Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat; Then rose, girded himself, and o'er the bleak Hills fled from our sight; but left his golden load.
|Claude Monet, Waterlilies series (1920-26)|
Claude Monet has always been one of my favourite Impressionist painters. He also was a dedicated gardener who often used his garden as a subject of his paintings. I would love to visit his house at Giverny, France. Many people do visit and many take photographs. Here are some photographs of his lovely garden in the Fall.
It ocurred to me that although I love all things British, (poets included), I should include a poem by a Canadian author. This one paints a picture of autumn in the Canadian woods.
Here is the poem "The Solitary Woodman" by Charles G.D. Roberts
Some of my favourite Fall scenes by the Canadian artist
and The Group of Seven :
|Frank H. Johnston|
And here is another work of art....Richard Armitage as Guy of Gisborne!
Couldn't you just "Fall" for him?