
Come to the ball......
UNDER THE HARVEST MOONUNDER the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over the garden nights,
Death, the gray mocker,
Comes and whispers to you
As a beautiful friend
Who remembers.
Under the summer roses
When the flagrant crimson
Lurks in the dusk
Of the wild red leaves,
Love, with little hands,
Comes and touches you
With a thousand memories,
And asks you
Beautiful, unanswerable questions.
---Carl Sandburg
Elizabeth over at "Be...dream....play" is having a Ball on September 26th to celebrate the Harvest Moon! 
[the full moon will come and go before I have access to a camera or a scanner.....so I will cut and paste images from the Internet to make my fantasy evening....]
For a really dreamy evening, this could be my ballgown. A colorwash of gold, peach and orange...just like a chrysanthemum!
For a really dreamy evening, this could be my ballgown. A colorwash of gold, peach and orange...just like a chrysanthemum!
I'd be so glowing that the moon would have competition! (And after midnight, I'm already in a great color to match that "pumpkin" coach!)
these are beautiful. Magic shoes! Just putting them on will make me into a wonderful dancer!






