Autumn is the last, most delightful smile of the year. — William K. Bryant
The warm summer is over, it flew by unnoticeably... It streaked across the calendar like a bright comet, leaving behind a tan and memories in albums. Summer is a riot of greenery, a celebration of life and sun. Everything blooms and smells. Everything rejoices and feels eternal. And autumn... Autumn, it’s not like that. Autumn with sadness. The greenery has faded, the sun no longer shines so dazzlingly, it is getting colder and the days have shortened significantly. But all this has its own charm! I generally love autumn. But not slushy and cold, but exactly as it is now. Autumn time, the charm of the eyes! Nature is painted in magnificent, dramatic colors. Yellow, burgundy, red, green, golden - dozens of tones and shades! This is indescribable! The sun is already shining softly and tenderly, gentle rays glide across the face of nature, and all living things rejoice and reach out to this last, life-giving warmth. What about autumn fogs? This is a whole phenomenon! They are light and weightless, they do not have that suffocating humidity of summer. They bring with them silence and tranquility. What ghostly and fantastic figures the fog sculpts on frosty autumn mornings over the surface of the water. Walking through an autumn park or forest, what could be more beautiful? And also, this tart, invigorating smell of fallen leaves - it is incomparable! Leaf fall - there is so much in this word! The leaves, so magically beautiful, silently fall from the branches, and soar and spin in an inaudible autumn waltz, now sliding down, now soaring up at the whim of the capricious wind. They rustle underfoot and give memories of distant childhood. You walk, raking leaves with your feet, and it’s as if you’re swimming in a golden, sparkling sea. The air is fresh and beautiful, filled with the aromas of leaves and ripened herbs. The azure blue of the sky caresses the eye. And you are left alone with her - Golden Autumn. Me and her. And we walk hand in hand along the park alley, rustling the leaves and catching flying cobwebs with our eyelashes. Light, weightless webs turn silver as they fly. They seem to be woven from thin air! Gently touching your face and giving an involuntary smile, they slip away, dissolving into the autumn distance. And the whole world dissolves with them. There are no cities, no people, no worries. There is only autumn, a riot of colors and the rustling parchment of eternity underfoot. And your soul becomes just as warm, golden and cozy. And the soul sings in unison with autumn, and their voices merge into one gentle and piercing sound, it carries light sadness, a kaleidoscope of memories and hope for the future. This is the magic of autumn, this is its charm and joy. It's hard to describe autumn. So much prose and poetry has been written about her, so many songs have been composed, so many wonderful paintings have been created that, it seems, what else can be added? But, nevertheless, she came again - golden, crimson, crimson, yellow, sunny autumn. Autumn time, the charm of the eyes! I am pleased with your farewell beauty...
Three autumn months: gentle September, rainy October and cold November. Nature is preparing for a long rest. And if the beginning of autumn still comfortably amuses with the gentle rays of Indian summer, enchants with the beauty of golden colors, then from the second half of autumn the weather deteriorates significantly and the sky is covered with a gray veil of drizzling rains.
Well, there is autumn, it gently and carefully prepares us for the cold. Favorite autumn. A time of reflection, hands in pockets, mulled wine in the evenings and pleasant melancholy...
Autumn charm. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
Autumn is a time of contemplation. Colors changing each other day by day, foliage picked up by a light breeze - all this puts you in a romantic mood. Artists and poets have been inspired by the beauty and melancholy of autumn for centuries. We have collected the most charming pictures, sayings and poems about this time of year.
Autumn. S. Zhukovsky. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
“Autumn is the last, most delightful smile of the year.” William K. Bryant
Autumn leaves. William McTaggart. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
When the through web carries the threads of clear days And under the villager’s window the distant gospel is heard more clearly, We are not sad, fearing again The breath of the near winter, And we understand the voice of the lived summer More clearly. A. Fet “In Autumn”
Autumn gold. D. E. Grimshaw, 1880. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
“Every year something in you dies as the leaves fall from the trees and the bare branches sway defenselessly in the wind in the cold winter light.” Ernest Hemingway
Autumn day. Sokolniki. I. Levitan, 1879. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
Without acting and without breathing, the hive dies more and more sweetly. Autumn deepens, and the soul becomes more experienced and rounded. She is involved in the ebb of the fruit, cast from an empty trifle. How painstaking work is in the fall, how hard the word is. More importantly, every day, nature burdens the mind, laziness, similar to wisdom, overshadows the mouth with silence. Even a child, pulling a bicycle, turning the pedal, suddenly looks at the white light with some clear sadness. Bella Akhmadulina “Autumn”
Autumn effect in Arzhaney. Claude Monet, 1873. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
- ... maybe autumn is to blame for everything; I feel it more than you. In the fall, pacts are torn and everything becomes invalid. And the person wants... Yes, what does he want? - Love. Erich Maria Remarque. "Shadows in Paradise"
Forest path. Autumn. E. W. Veit, 1918. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
“I love early autumn. At this time it seems: everything will still be fine.” Tatiana Doronina
Autumn regrets. D. E. Grimshaw, 1882. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
“Okay, there is autumn, it gently and carefully prepares us for the cold. Favorite autumn. A time of reflection, hands in pockets, mulled wine in the evenings and pleasant melancholy...” Elchin Safarli
Autumn in Pavlovsk. I. I. Shishkin, 1888. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
Autumn. A fairytale palace, open for everyone to see. Clearings of forest roads, looking into the lakes. Like at an exhibition of paintings: Halls, halls, halls, halls of elms, ash trees, aspen trees in unprecedented gilding. “Golden Autumn”, B. Pasternak
Autumn poplars. Camille Pissarro. 1893 | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
Leaves, like people, are not ready to give up yet. They hold tightly to the past, and even if they cannot remain green, I swear, they fight to the last for the place that has served them as home for so long. Cecilia Ahern. "I love your memories"
Autumn in Cornwall. Walter Scofield. | Photo: fiveminutehistory.com.
“And every autumn I bloom again.”
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“Autumn is the last, most delightful smile of the year...” or Autumn creative photo report
As the poet, philosopher, journalist William Cullen Bryant accurately said about autumn almost 200 years ago...
Autumn is an amazing moment of nature, when, like in a kaleidoscope, you can again visit almost all seasons of the year, with the exception of spring (although this is sometimes possible when plants suddenly bloom again due to the surprisingly warm and prolonged autumn).
Just a month ago, the “golden autumn” was in full swing and delighted us with wonderful moments of relaxation and its bright splendor.
I would like to present to your attention an autumn photo report, where thematic seasonal drawing classes for children, exhibitions of applied art in collaboration with the parents of pupils, and a children's autumn festival perfectly complemented each other, introducing children to the wonderful world of autumn in an interesting and bright way.
So, drawing classes on the theme of golden autumn were held in all age groups, where children could convey their impressions of this wonderful period.
These are the middle group guys drawing the “golden tree”...
For older preschoolers, the composition is already more rich.
Autumn motifs are also present in decorative painting.
And these are the guys from the senior group creating a collective portrait of the beauty of Autumn (this is a traditional theme for us).
Well, how can we not touch on the topic of a fruitful autumn ? These are the guys from the older group who are trying.
Children really like the work of Evgeny Charushin , and we, according to an already established tradition, “develop” the theme of animals in the autumn forest (preparatory group for school)
into a fascinating graphics technique
(you can see more about this in one of the previous posts from March 2014).
Of great interest to children and parents was the exhibition of arts and crafts made from natural and waste materials on the theme “Autumn Palette...” , where one of the important conditions was the creation of a wall painting
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This was done due to the fact that wall compositions will be able to decorate the kindergarten for a longer time (walls of halls and corridors,
because crafts made from natural materials are often very short-lived and fragile. Parents showed so much creativity and imagination that almost every work attracted the attention of children, and teachers.
All paintings, without exception, were placed in the corridors and halls of the garden.
Children and adults often come here, which means you can happily discuss both the authors of the paintings and their content...
And at this place we usually have a traveling exhibition of children's themed paintings. But during the “Autumn Palette”, the guys and I freed it for a family exhibition...
Certificates have been prepared for all exhibitors, and prizes for the winners.
Well, at the beginning of November we decorated the music hall for the Autumn holiday , where the main emphasis of the decoration was on the paintings of the children of the preparatory school group “Still Lifes Are Different” (I’ll probably tell you about this creative autumn work of the children another time)
and the most expressive compositions of the “Autumn Palette”, on which the hands of children and parents created.
We completed the design of the composition from natural material in large floor vases.
The Autumn Festival was wonderful. This year we have three senior and one preparatory school groups. They had children of junior and middle groups as spectators. Here are some fun highlights from the holidays. This is the colorful beginning of a matinee in one of the groups (rhythmic exercise...
And this is the “unexpected guest” Auntie Bad Weather - an interesting lady who suddenly decided to make the bright world of autumn colors sad gray and colorless...
But looking at the children’s wonderful autumn waltz, her heart warmed...
And after a beautiful dance, she decided to please the children by returning bright autumn colors to our beautiful world. Her magic helped bring real Autumn into our garden. And then they already “led” the holiday together.
As you can see, her outfit is completely opposite in color to Auntie Bad Weather. But at the same time, both are beauties and look great! This is our physical education instructor and teacher.
They give the kids fun autumn challenges. For example, here is a relay race “Running through puddles” , where the guys have to overcome “puddles”, putting on galoshes that are “not the right size”.
Or this memory of the harvest - the “Magic Garden” relay race, where each of the team members performs one of the “garden” actions: digging up the earth, planting carrots, watering and, finally, harvesting.
Well, how can we do without memories of the period of the “golden autumn”! This, again, is a relay race - “We decorate the tree.” For her, the two tallest children are chosen to play the role of trees. First, we decorate them with a golden outfit using clothespins, and then vice versa...
Little spectators watched the action with such interest.
And then they delighted the children and us adults by singing poems and songs about autumn together with their teachers. This surprise turned out to be very touching...
Well, and at the end, as usual, all the participants of the holiday (these are both artists and spectators)
I was in for a pleasant
fruity surprise!
Here is such a creative autumn story, ending with a bright holiday. And outside the window it’s either raining or snowing. But we are already looking forward to winter. What is she preparing for us?
PS It so happened that due to certain circumstances I have not been on the site for a long time. But I’m very glad, colleagues, to communicate with you again! Thank you for visiting! I hope you weren't too bored...
Autumn is so different...
Playing with leaves, he catches snowflakes.
November is leaving.
