Autumn Quote by Meredith Blevins Download Open image ““Autumn vineyards rolled up the hills in deep red lines behind my house.”” — Meredith Blevins ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Autumn
“The sun had already set behind the mountains, and the sky had been drained of color. The trellises of sauvignon blanc flowed down the… — Frederick Weisel Copy Share Image
“Would the valleys were your streets, and the green paths your alleys, that you might seek one another through vineyards, and come with the… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
“I saw the autumn leaves peel up of the street, Take wing on the balmy breeze and sweep you off your feet” — Owl City Copy Share Image
“Autumn always fascinated me—so much beauty in dying. Leaves holding on until the bitter end, finally going down in a blaze of glory, almost… — Myra Mcentire Copy Share Image
“Emilie gazed across the terrace and the formal gardens to the undulating vineyards that surrounded” — Lucinda Riley Copy Share Image
“I recall the gentle whispers of the autumn wind and our long walks on crunchy leaves.” — Bhuwan Thapaliya Copy Share Image
“Leaves in every shade of the autumn spectrum - red, yellow, orange, brown - littered the ground at my feet, crunching beneath my boots… — Kristi Cook Copy Share Image
“There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.” — Joe L. Wheeler Copy Share Image
“ Spring and Autumn Every season hath its pleasures; Spring may boast her flowery prime, Yet the vineyard's ruby treasures Brighten Autumn's sob'rer time.” — Thomas Moore Copy Share Image
“Some packages are wrapped in brown paper and go tick, tick, tick. Those you throw over a bad neighbor’s fence.” — Meredith Blevins Copy Share Image
“What happened to Love comes in all kinds of packages?” “Some packages are wrapped in brown paper and go tick, tick, tick. Those you… — Meredith Blevins Copy Share Image
“Labels make death and disease easier to handle. They apply makeup to tragedy’s face.” — Meredith Blevins Copy Share Image
“You came pretty late to my party— you’d better be able to dance until dawn” — Meredith Blevins Copy Share Image
“Eight hundred forty-three television stations, and there didn’t appear to be much more worth watching than when we lived in the black-and-white wasteland of… — Meredith Blevins Copy Share Image
This, at last, was where things were as they ought to be. Everything was in its place -- the tree, the earth underneath, the… — Jean Liedloff Copy Share Image
The American spring is by no means so agreeable as the American autumn; both move with faltering step, and slow; but this lingering pace,… — Frances Trollope Copy Share Image
“Flowers that had bloomed brilliant from spring through autumn blackened under the killing frost.” — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“FALL I've never liked orange not even a hint of yellow though that doesn't mean I'm derange, you know. but it's still a riddle… — Kynna Claire Copy Share Image
The trees change their voices in autumn as well as their shapes. No longer do they whisper to one another in muffled tones as… — Patience Strong Copy Share Image
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if… — Pablo Neruda Copy Share Image
“The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last for ever. Even on the most beautiful days in the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He found himself wondering at times, especially in the autumn, about the wild lands, and strange visions of mountains that he had never seen… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Easter blessings All life’s sacrifices like autumn leaves awaken our senses and power to love and be whole Our Mother Earth, Our Father Sky… — Ramon Ravenswood Copy Share Image
The lush green of the fields became a rich gold that swayed sturdily under the wind and fell at last before the hands of… — Martha Ostenso Copy Share Image
The ascent of any route begins, in dreams at least, the autumn before. Our minds ring, involuntarily, with the alluring names of mountains, aiguilles,… — Gaston Rebuffat Copy Share Image
