"Many birds which become silent about midsummer re-assume their notes again in September; as the thrush, blackbird, woodlark, willow-wren, &c.; hence August is by much the most mute month, the spring, summer, and autumn through. Are birds induced to sing again because the temperament of autumn resembles that of spring?” Gilbert White, Sept 2, 1774, Letters to Thomas Pennant
THE MORNS are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry’s cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I ’ll put a trinket on.
"The morns are meeker than they were" by
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
|"September is more than a month, really, it is a season, an achievement in itself. It begins with August’s leftovers and it ends with October’s preparations, but along the way it achieves special certainties and satisfactions. After summer’s hear and haste, it even brings a sense of quiet and leisure as the year consolidated itself and its achievements. But the green urgency is past, its ripeness almost complete. Even the days and nights near their time of balance as we approach equinox and harvest moon. Deliberate September, in its own time and tempo, begins to sum up another summer.” Hal Borland, 1987
Vitis riparia Michx.
Despite the name, this common wild grape of Minnesota is also found in an near any moist area in most counties of the state. I find the fall berries with whitish bloom tasty. Jelly can be made from them but Pectin must be added. Each berry has 1 to 4 large hard seeds so many berries will be needed.