mber another flowery month。 Goldenrod es by mid…August； but rises to a peak of golden abundance inearly September。 Late thistles make spectacular purple accents。 And asters“blossom everywhere； along the rcadsides； in meadows； on the hilltops； even in city lots； ranging in color from pure whitethrough all degrees of lavender to the royal New England purpie。”
We think of spring as the miracle time； when opening bud and new leaf proclaim the persistence of life。 But September is when the abiding wonder makes itself known in a subtler way。 Now growth es to annual fruition； and preparations are pleted for another year； another generation。 The acorn “ripens and the hickory nut matures。 The plant mits its future to the seed and the root。 The insect stows tomorrow in the egg and the pupa。 The surge is almost over and lire begins to relax。
甜美的九月（3）
The green prime is passing。 The trees begin to proclaim the change。 Soon the leaves will be discarded； the grass will sere。 But the miracle of life persists； the mysterious germ of growth and renewal that is the seed itself。
This is gossamer season。 Dawn shimmers with spider filaments； proof that late hatches of spiderlings have the instinct to travel。 On such gossamer strands tiny spiders have traveled into the Arctic and almost to the summits of the Himalayas。 Soon milkweed pods will open with their silver floss。
This is the season of the harvest moon。 With reasonably clear skies it will be a moonlit wee