Ah...my wee one learned the rest of that "poem" last Thursday and hasn't stopped saying it.
Since it is Halloween I wish to share with you a poem that has stuck with me since I was a wee one myself.
Black and Gold
By Nancy Byrd Turner

Everything is black and gold,
Black and gold, to-night:
Yellow pumpkins, yellow moon
Yellow candlelight;

Jet-black cats with golden eyes
Shadows black as ink,
Firelight blinking in the dark
With a yellow blink

Black and gold, black and gold
Nothing in between-
When the world turns black and gold
Then it's Halloween!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!
May you feast well tonight and take the time to howl at the moon!

I was collecting leaves for a friends wedding yesterday and was very inspired
by the color and shapes of the leaves.  The reds and burgandies were so rich. 
They looked so alive, yet dying.  I couldnt' help but try to get only the
perfect looking leaves, but then I reflected on the marriage that the leaves
were for and the metephor in looking for "the perfect leaf".  I decided to
choose leaves with imperfections because even though you might find "the perfect
one" they are ultimately flawed, but it is their imperfections which make them
beautiful still. 


Photograph by Allison Gooch (www.allisongooch.com)