The wind has tangled the autumn braids
The wind has tangled the autumn braids
Tight strands of hair.
And golden, and red with gray hair,
Curls of weeping birches.
Captured by frost at night,
The leaves sparkled in the wind,
And the stars spent the night with dreams,
Pale in the sky in the morning.
Golden-haired autumn girl,
Playing naughty with the wind through the forests.
And barefoot, my soul unwrapped,
Rushed to the skies at dawn.
And in that sky there was a cloud walking,
Catching the dawn ray in silence.
And dived headlong into the pools,
Love of an open soul.
And only the morning became dark,
Crazy winds rushed into the distance,
Girl-autumn, red song,
Soared to the sky-high heights.
Monica
Autumn, how you look like that...
Autumn, how similar you are to that one,
how similar the eyelashes of spruce trees are.
I remember we sang a complex tune with her
We sang a lullaby together.
I was a little younger then -
not much - for a moment, no more...
Only she wasn’t alarmed...
Why are you bothering me with pain now?!
Is it because the memory hid
cradle of rain curtain...
And the child, having matured in years,
stands before the Dear Godmother.
So let's help him -
the path is paved with holy prayer.
Autumn, you look like that one,
How similar the eyelashes of spruce trees are.
Answered my request
Autumn with a scattering of tears:
Strengthen him, Lord!
Save him, Lord!
And in two voices with Autumn:
Help him, Lord, -
Happiness to the late ray of light
May you have a blessed and long summer!
Elena Kostakova
Golden autumn
Autumn swirled with falling leaves,
shone with fragile beauty...
The fogs are getting stronger and stronger
to the field, tired and empty...
And increasingly the sky is like cranes
cries for the departed summer days…
And the poplar grove froze,
inevitability, like hugging a sister...
The whirlwind of time will not stop.
Let your soul drive away sadness.
Golden autumn monstrance
I have reaped my wonderful harvest!
Gathered the fruits of the weary land,
paying with dew diamonds,
and joined the hands of the betrothed
autumn, wedding time in Rus'...
So let's quickly join hands,
Let's run into the golden autumn!
Antonov apples are waiting in the garden
and chilled clover at the boundary.
Let's run into the crimson forest outside the city,
where it smells like mushrooms and rain!
And, touching the last leaf on the branch,
We will gain wisdom and humility...
Natalia Razgon
And the gold ones the leaves are withering…
And the golden leaves wither
Torn from the branches by the wind,
And give in to the whirlwind
So unexpected, so strange.
To someone - golden autumn,
And to us - farewell forever
With the one who closed his tired eyelids,
A candle - burnt out! - melted away!
And the golden leaves wither,
Having established the father's land,
But the sleep of oblivion is not acceptable,
With every step they rustle in the fog!
Let the numb milestone be a milestone for the century,
Through time, revelry and screaming
Their quiet rustle... rustle... whisper
It will echo in your heart.
Igor Drevlyansky
Ah, autumn!..
Ah, autumn is not beautiful at all!
A little yellowed, stripped down to a leaf.
But how many sonnets and poems there are for it!
Summer must be offended by her.
Ah, autumn is not beautiful at all!
Crazy, half-drunk cheat.
The red fox threatens everyone
"I'll eat
Last warmth!.."
Sneaks cleverly
In the foliage withered.
Beckons you along
Sleepy rains,
Casts a web...
That autumn we met you
Not having become, not even for a moment, a single soul...
Svetlana Makarenko - Astrikova
What a pity that summer won’t come back...
What a pity that summer can't come back,
Summer doesn't last forever.
The star ends its journey
Warmth and light.
The evenings have become cool,
Darker than the night.
Walk until the morning
Nobody wants to.
The sun's ray no longer warms,
The leaves are turning yellow,
Autumn draws shadows of clouds
Magic brush.
The cold rains are coming,
The dew is turning white,
September is somewhere ahead -
Let me in, he asks.
A round dance of leaves is spinning,
Yellowing the road
There won't be summer for a whole year -
Just a little.
What happened cannot be returned.
Summer is leaving.
The star ends its journey
Warmth and light.
Wanderer
Autumn Blues
The blues leaves dance in the breeze
And I wander alone among the dancers -
I marvel at their carefree joy,
After all, autumn will dance its blues soon.
The leaves are dancing their farewell blues,
The fires are burning, arms open to them,
And I, inhaling the smoky taste of sadness,
I wander among them without purpose or anything to do.
The careless ones dance the leaves blues.
I walk sadly alone among the dancers...
I'm afraid for our future,
After all, our quarrel has turned into autumn.
And we are like autumn, my dear,
Today we danced our dances.
We didn't have enough wind and fire -
The fire went out, leaving a trail of soot.
Yuri Yurkiy
Autumn Nocturne
In a cardboard wrapper of white light,
where umbrella means bottom or top,
was the day marked with a marker on Wednesday,
without number. Just one of those days
that they will not be remembered and will become the past,
but in the present they won’t squeeze out a trace,
like hundreds of thousands of yellow peas
the same days in the numbering of years.
But I remember exactly, it was autumn then;
I left the house to poison the brand
under the poison of the rain. I tossed a coin -
every time she became a rib.
It was quiet then, and the leaves rustled
autumn nocturne is poignant, like
jazz sax, kiksuya, squeezed
the last air from the lungs. Kopna
hair won the battle with the hat,
and the air was as sweet as a cupochon.
I walked through the park with a shaky gait...
and I felt good about living that day...
Andrey Medinsky
Autumn in August
Autumn seduced us with a sad serenade,
Having captured the heart of summer with virgin beauty,
From the embarrassment of her sincere gaze,
Breaks through with early dew in the morning.
So, autumn, don’t joke, don’t rush into engagement,
You will half-cry and go to the golden tent,
The love waltz of our meetings is doomed by a quarrel,
Your fire will burn him again.
V.Str@nnik
Taste of summer...
Got wet in the rain, soaked through...
I accidentally fell into captivity in September...
I'm looking for a star that suddenly faded,
Not believing that she had turned into decay...
And sank into autumn in a light summer dress,
I'm like a maple leaf in the wind,
I'm trying to catch up with August, like happiness,
What fades with moonlight in the morning...
And the rain keeps pouring... and whispers tirelessly:
Dance with me... I beg you... dance..."
The autumn soul is with him... but somehow strange...
A kiss will remind you of the taste of summer...
Natalia Grebenko
My sadness - rainy autumn...
My sadness is rainy autumn,
Quietly knocking on the window,
I'll wear a happy dress,
What has been forgotten for a long time.
I'll get the red beads,
To attract the eye
Maybe a heart wound
It will hide my outfit from everyone.
Autumn is a sad friend,
Fog spreads across the meadows,
Don't say you're beautiful
I don't believe words.
Chilly, dank and dreary
In my heart until dawn,
Autumn wind from memory
Don't erase his tenderness.
Marina Kolosova
It is not possible to escape from autumn captivity...
There's no way to escape
from autumn captivity.
The mountain ash is blazing
in your window.
“Well, autumn is so autumn,” -
you repeat humbly.
Let's try to meet
bad weather for both of us!
However, who guessed
that bad weather is coming,
what sad days
Will they charge before winter?
Let it not be canceled
this song of departure,
but the words and the motive for it
we'll figure it out.
Don't be sad about the warmth
and about sunny summer.
You see, gold is autumn
throws at your feet,
like a coin, according to
old superstition,
so that everything comes back
to its shores.
Nadezhda Buranova
It's that time of year again when the Earth's northern hemisphere moves away from the warmth of the Sun. The days are getting colder and shorter, the leaves are changing color, animals are migrating, and most of the harvest has already been harvested. Autumn is a time of year rich in colors, when nature really pleases the eye. This issue contains recent photographs autumn landscapes throughout the northern hemisphere of the Earth.
(Total 32 photos)
1. A flock of cranes gathers at sunset on a lake in Brandenburg, Germany, near Berlin on September 26, 2009. From September to November, tens of thousands of cranes stop in German villages during their migration from Scandinavia and Eastern Europe to Spain. The agricultural fields around Berlin are one of the largest habitats for several thousand birds, which gather here during migration. (REUTERS/Thomas Krumenacker)
2. Leaves began to change color in Maine on Friday, September 25, 2009. Scientists say this will be a record year for leaf color changes in New England - wet weather in the summer, recent weeks of warm weather and cold nights should take a toll on leaf color changes. (Dina Rudick/Globe Staff)
3. Caitlin Snow, 2, walks among pumpkins on Wednesday, September 30, 2009, at Connors Farm in Massachusetts. Farm owner Robert Connors had to import pumpkins from Michigan due to a poor harvest this year. Heavy rainfall caused black rot and late blight of nightshade plants. (Pat Greenhouse/Globe Staff)
A male deer calls during mating season in a nature reserve near Kitzbühel in the Austrian province of Tyrol on Wednesday October 7, 2009. (AP Photo/Kerstin Joensson)
5. A tree-covered hill near Presque Isle, Maine, at sunset on Saturday, September 26, 2009. (Dina Rudick/Globe Staff)
6. The white spire of the United Church of Christ in Keene, New Hampshire, surrounded by fall foliage. (Arthur Boufford/Boufford Photography)
A combine harvests wheat in a field south of Chapman, Kansas, during the harvest in preparation for winter. Elevators across the Great Plains remain filled to the brim with unsold wheat as officials brace for expected crop failures in corn, sorghum and soybeans. (AP Photo/Charlie Riedel)
A central Illinois farmer rushes to harvest corn and soybeans before sunset in Loami, Illinois, on Monday, October 5, 2009. (AP Photo/Seth Perlman)
Fall foliage greets early snow in Franconia, New Hampshire on Thursday, October 1, 2009. (AP Photo/Jim Cole)
10. Fog rises over a lake in Highlands, New York, on Saturday October 3, 2009. (AP Photo/Mike Groll)
11. Ivika Martinic picks grapes for dumplings on the island of Brac in Croatia on October 3, 2009. To prepare dumplings, grapes must be boiled for 20-30 hours. (REUTERS/Matko Biljak)
12. Zinfandel grapes in a bowl at the Tres Sabores winery on September 25, 2009 in California. (Justin Sullivan/Getty Images)
10-year-old Bin Amin, a Kashmiri nomad, carries a lamb on his shoulders while following his flock of goats and sheep in Srinagar on October 5, 2009. In summer, nomads walk several kilometers through the mountains in search of arable pastures for their livestock, and in winter they return back to the plains. (REUTERS/Fayaz Kabli)
14. A shepherd leads his flock to pasture through a tunnel in the Zaki Valley, about 70 km south of Vladikavkaz on October 5, 2009. (REUTERS/Kazbek Basayev)
15. This landscape near Presque Isle, Maine, shows misty fields and the colors of the autumn forest on September 25, 2009. (Dina Rudick/Globe Staff)
16. A girl reads on fallen leaves on a warm autumn day in St James's Park in London on September 26, 2009. (REUTERS/Luke MacGregor)
A flock of wild geese flies past the moon as they prepare to land at Vane Farm Nature Reserve near Fife, Scotland, on October 8, 2009. Around 20,000 wild geese stop at the reserve each year during their migration south from Iceland. Some rest and fly further, some stay here. (REUTERS/David Moir)
A group of fishermen swim in Cottonwood Lake near Buena Vista, Colorado, on September 29, 2009, against a backdrop of fall foliage. (AP Photo/Nathan Bilow)
Decorated cows walk down a street in Schwaz, about 15 kilometers east of Innsbruck, Austria, on September 25, 2009. At the end of summer, farmers lead their herds from the Alps to the valleys for the winter. (REUTERS/Dominic Ebenbichler)
20. Farmers and about 20 cows cross the King's Lake on a wooden ferry near Schoenau, southern Germany, October 3, 2009. The animals spent the summer in the mountains, and now it's time to take them back to the farms. (STEFFI LOOS/AFP/Getty Images)
An Amish farmer and his three children ride in a wagon full of corn on a farm in Middlefield, Ohio, on Thursday, October 8, 2009. (AP Photo/Amy Sancetta)
22. Lin Walters, 71, fishes in the Merritime River in Alton, New Hampshire, with leaves already changing colors on Thursday, October 8, 2009. (AP Photo/Jim Cole)
23. People in costumes, pumpkins and figures of various evil spirits decorate the Tivoli amusement park in the center of Copenhagen, Denmark, on Friday, October 9, 2009. During the fall school holidays, residents of the city celebrate the Halloween season, which lasts 10 days. (AP Photo/POLFOTO, Carsten Snejbjerg)
24. A man takes a photograph of a hodgepodge at Lake Notoro in Abashiri on Japan's northern island of Hokkaido September 22, 2009. Many people come to the lake to enjoy the scenery of the plants in the salt marshes, which turn bright red between late September and October. (REUTERS/Yuriko Nakao)
25. Cranberry harvest near Wisconsin Rapids, Wisconsin, on Thursday, September 24, 2009. (AP Photo/Wisconsin State Cranberry Growers Association, Andy Manis)
26. Rockefeller Center was transformed into a 139 square meter free-standing cranberry bog with 907 kilograms of cranberries on October 10, 2009, as the Ocean Spray cranberry juice brand celebrated its 80th harvest. (TIMOTHY A. CLARY/AFP/Getty Images)
27. Rainbow over the covered bridge connecting Windsor, Vermont (left), and Cornish, New Hampshire (right) on Monday October 5, 2009. (AP Photo/Jim Cole)
28. Farmers stand by their giant pumpkins during the annual Biggest Pumpkin Contest at the state fair in Topsfield, Massachusetts, on October 3, 2009. The competition was won by Bill Rodonis (center) from Litchfield, New Hampshire - his pumpkin weighed 667.51 kg. (John Tlumacki/Globe Staff)
29. Druids celebrate the autumn equinox on Primrose Hill on September 22, 2009 in London, England. This ceremony is one of three events of the order (the other two being the Spring Equinox at Tower Hill and summer solstice, celebrated at Stonehenge). (Peter Macdiarmid/Getty Images)
Peter Sterrett of Tiverton, Rhode Island, boats with his dog Cody on a pond in Derry, New Hampshire, on Sunday morning, October 4, 2009. (AP Photo/Charles Krupa)
Turkeys wander around Hook House Farm in Kirby Fleetham, northern England, on October 8, 2009. (REUTERS/Nigel Roddis)
32. An aerial view of a patch of autumn forest near Presque Isle, Maine, on Friday, September 25, 2009. (Dina Rudick/Globe Staff)
Ekaterina Vishnyakova
Autumn holiday in the senior mixed-age group “Bright colors of autumn”
Tasks: improve children’s understanding of autumn and its features, continue to educate about the adaptation of the animal world to winter, intensify motor activity, develop musical and artistic abilities in children, develop speech and diction, develop the ability to behave confidently during public speaking, cultivate aesthetic perception beauty of autumn and a desire to help birds in winter.
The hall is decorated autumn garlands, bouquets, autumn leaves.
(A cobweb, a spider flies on a cobweb. A flock of birds or a wedge of cranes flying south).
Children:
Again autumn, birds again
They are in a hurry to fly to a warm land,
And again autumn holiday
He comes to our kindergarten.
We said goodbye to the warm summer,
Already autumn has come to us.
Golden – in red
All she painted.
Leading:
What an artist he is!
I gilded all the forests,
Even the heaviest rain
This didn't wash the paint.
Please guess the riddle:
Who is this artist?
Children: Autumn.
Children read poetry (together)
Following the summer autumn has come
She dressed everything around in gold,
The willow tree outside the window has turned yellow
And a birch tree in a gold dress.
Oh, what magnificent outfits,
How many paints, How beautiful pattern!
The golden thread of leaf fall,
Embroiders autumn your carpet.
A song is being sung about Autumn.
Masha appears (child)
Masha: -Where are you going? (to the spider)
Don't fly away! (rushes to the birds)
Wait! Well, where are you all going? (stomps his feet angrily)
Everyone is in a hurry to get somewhere.
Nobody needs me...
Don't talk to me
Don't play with me...
Leading: - Don’t be angry, Masha. It always happens in the fall. Everyone is busy preparing for winter.
Masha: - How do you prepare for winter?
Leading: - Birds fly away to warm regions…
Masha: - But why, is it bad for them here?
Child:
The cold scares them so much
They fly to warm countries,
They can’t sing, have fun,
Birds gathered in flocks.
Child:
The birds are seen off on their way forests:
A long echo flies into the sky.
The birds are seen off on their way meadows:
The grass grew into large stacks.
Even following them, as if with a wing,
The scarecrow waves his empty sleeve.
(V. Stepanov)
Leading: - It gets cold in autumn, all the bugs and midges are hiding, by winter all the rivers and lakes are covered with ice. The birds have nothing to eat, so they fly away to warmer climes until spring. But, Masha, not all the plits fly away; many remain to spend the winter with us. Therefore, you need to hang feeders on the trees and pour food into them for the birds so that they do not get hungry on cold days. Now we will play a game with the guys and you will learn to distinguish between migratory and wintering birds.
*Game being played "Flying away or not".
The presenter shows pictures of birds. Children They say: "Yes" or "No".
Children read poetry:
Birds are gathering in flocks again,
Long roads await them beyond the seas.
Bright, cheerful, green
Goodbye, summer, goodbye!
The cranes fly far to the ends of the earth,
For fields and meadows, for tall haystacks.
In a bright golden dress
Wanders Autumn over the stream.
Leaves are flying in the wind,
They want to catch up with the cranes.
Leaves autumn ones are quietly circling
Rug bright and softly lie down.
The birds are already flying south,
Everything turned yellow and red all around.
Masha: - What about the animals? They don't fly away.
Leading: - Animals are also preparing for winter. Wolves and foxes wear warm fur coats, and the bunny exchanges his gray fur coat for a white one. And the hedgehogs will string leaves onto needles, curl up into balls and sleep until spring...
Masha (upset): - And Misha? Misha?
Leading: - And bears sleep in a den until spring.
Masha: - It wouldn’t be better Autumn, no need for cold weather! It would be better if it were always summer!
Leading: - All seasons are good, each period has its own time, all are important. Stay with us here holiday, listen, you will find out everything and you will love it too Autumn.
(Have a seat Masha)
Children read poetry:
All paths and paths
As if in motley shreds,
This Autumn unnoticed
Walks with paint in hands.
Beautiful autumn, look:
AND yellow leaf And red
Forests and groves and bushes
Put on the outfit different.
Autumn the time has come and it's your turn!
Everywhere autumn we feel breathing.
And leaf fall and bird flight,
Both the forest and the garden are full of charm!
How autumn can be beautiful!
Let's remember its fall of leaves.
Autumn bunches of rowan,
The fire is bright - lit red!
Poem "Leaf Fall" reads:
Fallen leaves barely talk audible:
We are from maples...
We are from apple trees...
From the aspen tree...
From bird cherry...
From the oak...
From a birch...
Leaf fall everywhere:
Frost is on the way!
A song about leaf fall is sung.
*Game being played "Wreath of Leaves".
Hoops, silhouettes of leaves made of cardboard. The hoops are placed on the floor, and children lay out leaves along the inside circle. The hoops are removed, the wreaths are taught.
2 players per hoop.
Leading: - Listen to more poems about Autumn.
The yellow leaf is spinning, flying slowly,
The rain is relentlessly dripping and knocking.
Autumn the golden one came to visit us,
The summer season has suddenly ended.
Autumn touches the leaves,
He pours out handfuls of acorns,
In a moment he will come from a gray cloud,
Flooding everything with rain.
Summer has come and gone
Time autumn has come.
Who would autumn said?
Come to our bright hall.
Appears Autumn.
Autumn: - How beautiful in your room
A world of comfort and warmth.
You called me poems,
Finally, I came to you.
With your magic brush
I'm repainting everything autumn nature ,
And trees and fields.
Children (the three of them leave):
Autumn how glad we are for you,
Variegated leaf fall is swirling.
Leaves near the trees
They lie like a golden carpet.
Autumn decorates the parks
Multi-colored foliage.
Autumn feeds with harvest
Birds, animals and you and me.
And in the gardens and in the vegetable garden
Both in the forest and by the water
Prepared gifts -
All kinds of fruits.
Autumn: - I brought it for you too fruits: cones, acorns and chestnuts. You will play with them.
Masha: - The guys have a lot of toys to play with, and you brought some pine cones.
Autumn: - It’s also interesting to play with cones.
*Game being played "Tell someone else".
Children stand in a semicircle. Four cones are passed along to the music. The music stops, those with cones in their hands start dancing.
*Game being played "Who will transfer it faster".
They carry it one at a time. Other children are already moving in the other direction. Each player gets 5 cones.
Leading: - And finally, you can do various crafts. Look, Masha (shows crafts).
Round dance with Music in autumn(or round dance song).
Autumn: - And I also give you guys tassels and golden ones paints like mine.
You will draw and remember me. (gives to the presenter)
Oh, what a problem! (looks in the basket)
My gold brush disappeared to God knows where.
The magic brush that I use to repaint
All autumn nature, and trees, and fields!
What should I do, friends?
Baba Yaga appears. (not noticing anyone, holding a golden brush).
Baba Yaga: - Yaga lived in a hut at the edge of the forest,
The little house is completely warped from its antiquity.
And by the way, I even found a brush,
I'll repaint the hut so it can be a tower.
Golden ceiling and window,
Even the door behind the wall is like the sun.
I'll paint the path in front of the house,
I won’t forget you chicken legs!
Leading: - Autumn! Look, that's who took your magic brush! Come on, Baba Yaga, give us the brush!
Baba Yaga: - Well, no! What came to me was lost.
Leading: - Well, you have this brush Autumn stole, what about now Autumn without a magic brush it will be bring beauty? Look how it is in our hall Beautiful. This Autumn dressed up so much. And also Autumn we need to give golden outfits to the trees, the earth cover with a multi-colored carpet.
Baba Yaga: - Oh, how cunning you are! Sami will bring beauty, and what do you order me to live out my whole life in such a warped, shabby hut? No, now I'm at home I'll bring beauty, may I live happily ever after. And I won’t let anyone in!
Leading: - I came up with an idea. Baba Yaga we will share with you paints with brushes what do we need Autumn gave. And you Autumn return her magic brush. Stay with us on holiday- make friends with the guys. (Exchange, Baba Yaga sits on a chair)
Children read poetry:
Autumn, Autumn you are very beautiful!
Colored leaves are flying in the wind.
And they sing us a song with the breeze,
They fall at your feet and rustle quietly.
I’m not at all sad to walk in the kindergarten,
Multicolored I want to pick up leaves.
Raindrops are falling from the sky
Autumn is golden, I love you!
*There is a game with Baba Yaga "Mushroomer"
Children - mushrooms - squat down and cover their faces with their palms.
Baba Yaga: - I went to the forest to pick mushrooms,
But I didn’t find any mushrooms there.
Where did they hide?
Under the trees? Or under
Mushrooms children: - And here we are! (get up)
Try us together! (they scatter around the hall, B. Yaga catches up).
Baba Yaga: - Oh, you guys are so playful, you tired me old. (holds his sides, it hurts).
Leading: - Sit down, Baba Yaga, rest and listen to some more poems. (Everyone sit down)
Will spin above me
Rain of mischievous leaves
How good is he?
Where else can you find something like this?
Without end and without beginning?
I started dancing under it.
We danced like friends -
Rain of leaves and me!
*Dance (girls)
Baba Yaga: - You have a good one holiday, but it’s time for me to go - to put the hut in order for winter. Goodbye!
Leading: - Goodbye, Baba Yaga, come to us and other holidays.
Autumn: - Me too, guys, it’s time to say goodbye.
I'll go and gild the whole forest.
I'll give you some beads red rowan trees,
Birches have yellow scarves,
Lay the carpet on the ground,
I'll insulate the hedgehog's hole.
And the wind - how happy he will be,
When the leaves fall!
And to you from Hello autumn-
Autumn holiday bouquet. (gives a bouquet - composition of treats)
Leading (Pay attention): - Guys, this is not just a bouquet. Here Autumn I have prepared a treat for you.
Leading: - We sang, played, welcomed guests. It's not common for us to be bored. Time for business, time for fun!
Leading: - We thank all the guests who came to us for holiday and we tell you:
All: - See you again!
The beginning of autumn pleases us with colorful foliage and brightly colored fruits. All deciduous trees and shrubs are painted in different times and not the same.
Deciduous trees and shrubs are painted in different colors at different times in the fall.
The palette of “gold” foliage contains a variety of colors - from pale lemon to copper.
Autumn gold of birches
The foliage of common honeysuckle is pale yellow, the foliage of paper birch is light yellow, the foliage of hazel is golden yellow, and the foliage of witch hazel is bright yellow.
Hamamelis virginiana
Birch, linden, and hazel look spectacular among the coniferous forests in the autumn season.
Red maple
The range of red is also saturated - by the end of September, red oak, red maple and riverine maple become crimson-purple. The bushes of euonymus are flaming: warty, European, sacred and winged, large-winged; cotoneaster brilliant.
Euonymus macroptera
The crowns of elms (elms) and mackerel are magically colored, with tints from golden-orange to crimson. In well-lit places, creeping euonymus - dwarf and Fortune turn purple.
Greater Fothergilla - autumn color
Bushes of fothergilla, staghorn sumac, Thunberg barberry and yellow-leaved forms of Japanese spirea shine in all shades of scarlet in well-lit places. Japanese large-leaved spireas are unusually beautiful in autumn color.
Maiden grapes
Exceptionally decorative autumn period popular with gardeners chokeberry and irga.
Chokeberry
All shades of cherry, wine and purple play in the foliage of Amur and maiden grapes. Lilac and even purple shades you can see blood-red derain in the crown.
Amur grapes
The foliage of some species, depending on the specific conditions of the year, on the same specimens in different years can vary from yellow to red. This is typical for Japanese scarlet, Norway maple and Tatarian maple, horse chestnut, rowan and viburnum.
Intermediate rowan
The intensity of autumn color largely depends on weather conditions summer-autumn period. The leaves usually turn brightly colored in dry, warm weather.
Leaves become brightly colored in warm, dry weather
Biochemistry of autumn beauty
In the autumn, anthocyanin pigments are synthesized in the leaves, the content of which in the cell sap determines the pink, red and purple autumn color of the leaves. The accumulation of carbohydrates promotes the formation of anthocyanin pigments, since these are glycosides that arise when various sugars combine with cyclic compounds. In acidic solutions, anthocyanins are red in color, and with increasing pH they can become violet-blue.
The red shades of the leaves depend on the content of anthocyanin pigments in the cell sap
The amount of anthocyanin pigments depends on certain hereditary factors of their formation and influence environment. In addition, as the temperature drops in autumn, chlorophyll ceases to form in the leaves. At this time, species containing a lot of carbohydrates and having a hereditary ability begin to form additional anthocyanins in the leaves.
Trees that do not produce anthocyanin pigments develop a yellow color, which is caused by carotenes and xanthophylls.
At the same time, the chlorophyll present in the leaves begins to break down (in different tree species at different rates), and the newly formed anthocyanins become noticeable. In other trees that do not produce anthocyanin pigments, the autumn breakdown of chlorophyll reveals other pigments - relatively more stable yellow-orange carotenes and xanthophylls, which give the leaves a light yellow color, or an admixture of red anthocyanin in yellow carotene, which determines the bright orange color (as in some maple species).
The admixture of red anthocyanin in yellow carotene determines the bright orange color
In a number of species, chlorophyll and carotenoids break down simultaneously, but new carotenoids are synthesized. Thus, by destroying green pigments, revealing yellow pigments, producing red pigments, or all three at once, leaves can acquire various shades of yellow, orange, crimson, purple and red.
The variety of autumn foliage colors is the result of complex biochemical processes
Any factor that influences the synthesis of carbohydrates or the conversion of insoluble carbohydrates to soluble carbohydrates contributes to the formation of anthocyanin and the appearance of vibrant autumn colors.
What affects autumn foliage color?
The most important factors that determine fall color include temperature, light, water supply and even soil type. Lowering temperatures below zero promotes the formation of anthocyanin. However, early hard frosts make the red fall colors less vibrant than they would otherwise be. In this case, it is not so much the threshold temperatures that matter as the amount of heat, the number of hours with a favorable temperature.
Temperatures below zero promote the formation of anthocyanins
Bright light also promotes red coloration, as anthocyanin pigments typically form in leaves exposed to light. If one leaf is covered by another during the formation of red pigments, the lower leaf usually does not produce red pigment. In some breeds, autumn color and leaf fall are prepared by short days.
Anthocyanin pigments are usually produced in leaves exposed to light
The water supply also affects the formation of anthocyanins: drought promotes the appearance of a bright red color. Rainy days with a lack of light shortly before the period of maximum color development significantly reduce the brightness of the fall colors.
In rainy autumn the colors will not be so bright
Consequently, the best fall colors occur in clear, dry, and cool (but not freezing) weather. The leaves become especially brightly colored in the fall in some geographic regions, for example, in the northeast and northwest of the United States, southeast continental Asia, and southwest Europe. But in Northern Europe, winters are mild and rainy, so the leaves turn mostly dirty yellow and brown before falling.
In warm, rainy climates, the leaves fall yellow and dirty brown.
There are also many plants whose leaves fall off without changing color, almost green. This is typical for many varietal apple and pear trees, sometimes for cherries and plums, as well as black alder, white poplar, jester, common lilac, privet, and sometimes mock orange. This phenomenon is especially noticeable in the warm and humid autumn.
Many varietal apple trees have leaves that do not change color.
Landscape designers give great value autumn color of foliage. By selecting the appropriate species and varieties, it is possible to add color to a sad period when the garden is preparing for a long winter. Galina Novitskaya dendrologist, Botanical Garden of Moscow State University
The Russian forest is beautiful and sad in the early autumn days. Bright spots of red-yellow maples and aspens stand out against the golden background of yellowed foliage. Slowly circling in the air, light, weightless yellow leaves fall and fall from the birches. Thin silver threads of light cobwebs stretched from tree to tree. Late autumn flowers are still blooming. The air is transparent and clean. The water in forest ditches and streams is clear. Every pebble at the bottom is visible.
Quiet in the autumn forest. Only fallen leaves rustle underfoot. Sometimes a hazel grouse whistles subtly. And this makes the silence even more audible.
It's easy to breathe in the autumn forest. And I don’t want to leave it for a long time. It’s good in the autumn flowery forest... But something sad, farewell is heard and seen in it.
The mysterious princess Autumn will take tired nature into her hands, dress her in golden outfits and drench her in long rains. Autumn will calm the breathless earth, blow away the last leaves with the wind and lay it in the cradle of a long winter sleep.
I. Sokolov-Mikitov
P.I. Tchaikovsky - "The Seasons" Autumn song
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...The night smoothly turns into the twilight of dawn...
In the depths of the night, a glow arises...
The charm of a drunken dream creates...
And dreams of transparent blue... Like an obsession...
The warmth merges with the freshness of the dew...
A fragrant aroma floats over the park,
With a sigh quiet and free from melancholy
And weaving with relief the moans of the sun...
...The day wakes up... Sends a call to nature...
And, promising to become an irresistible dream,
Transforms the night with a melting motif
To the spring anthem, like the song of a nightingale!!!
Sliding gracefully through the grass like fog...
And, resurrecting the ancient dance of yellow leaves,
Suddenly he gives you a whole handful of coins!!!
Crimson-red... And amber-golden...
...A stream of vaguely gray air
Soars into the superstar world on the wings of happiness...
Watching the splendor from above,
Collects fragments of the blue sky...
Sparkles temptingly with the whole spectrum of the rainbow
And the light of an immaculate smile spreads...
And, enjoying the wondrous tenderness of the dawn,
He drives away clouds of bad weather...
...Happy bunnies from sun rays
He throws gems at mischievous...
And they replace the shine of night candles...
And with rapture... whispers to the young dawn... name...
From sleepy trees he tears openwork of tears...
Shines with the glare of sparkling puddles for passers-by...
Carries leaves into the sky blue...
And lavishes light!!! Doesn't look like autumn...
Elena Butorina
The air is fresh and clear,
A yellow leaf flies by
There is no heat and the smell is delicious
Autumn grasses... The wind whistles.
Autumn, delighting with coolness,
Walks with wet tread,
Delight after hot days
A drop of moisture will fall.
Crane wedge across the sky
He rushed into the distance, to the south,
Giving us your bliss,
In the village we made a detour.
Autumn, carefully removing
Multi-colored sundress,
Before winter completely naked
The camp will present its wondrous presence.
Autumn forest, playing with colors,
Weaves wreaths from the crowns of trees,
With your sunny caresses
Warm days are pampering.
This is immeasurable pleasure -
Walk along the holiday path
Along the rainbow maples, probably
With a deciduous bouquet in hand.
And very quietly, confidentially
Autumn in the ear with a breeze
Whispers something with which it is speculative
Everyone had known each other for a long time.
Autumn rain will knock on the window,
Bringing to mind the past,
Maybe someone can't sleep,
But that’s not what we’re talking about today.
We'll talk about rainy autumn,
About fogs, icy dew,
About such a leisurely time
And about one sunny autumn day.
We will talk about stormy autumn,
What makes everyone sad,
And a voluptuous piece of her,
About which they talk a lot.
The meaning of the words is a little routine,
It consists in one thing:
The series of chilly autumn days is long,
But there will be a beautiful day in it.
I don't want to rush anywhere,
I won't let my soul fuss,
I would like to last in the transparent dawns
And drink the calm sky.
Touch the withered leaves
Caressing this fragile old age,
Share my heartfelt joy with her,
What is quietly breathing inside me now.
And float over the earth like a mystery,
The green eyes dissolved in autumn,
It's you who is an illusory shadow
You illuminate my golden path.
And again the miracle autumn floats in the heights,
Dropping amber tears,
Maple flags flutter in the window,
Returning you, my pain.
You are in every blade of grass, you are in every leaf,
That are silently sad under your feet,
To you, as to a distant, beautiful dream,
I reach out with the golden winds.
And autumn rustles barely audibly, “Sorry,”
Hugging me with a shower of sunshine,
And in it, as if teasing, your image soars,
Otherworldly, mysterious, wondrous!
I hear the breath of autumn
Cool, sugary-fresh,
Trees with purple graying
The caresses of the wind are pampered...
The streets smell like maples,
Rain and damp fogs,
And the sky sadly frowns,
Glowing with torn clouds.
And the bright leaves are wet
I want to collect it in my palms
And in front of the open windows
Sprinkle them with rich colors
I want to get lost in silence
Hide from the raindrops
Walk barefoot through the streets
In a transparent and light dress.
This warm wine autumn
Intoxicates with its beauty,
And among the stillness of the pines
The birch leaf rings golden.
These groves are like an oasis in the steppe,
Like a priceless gift for everyone,
Like shrines, like temples, like relics,
As a rite that atones for sin.
Autumn dresses them up in outfits,
Gives them dresses of delicate colors,
They sing ballads to them goodbye
Birds for which the path is ready.
Walks in these groves are leisurely,
The aroma of autumn reigns in them,
In them dreams and thoughts are sinless,
You don’t feel the bitterness of loss in them.
Autumn in the groves is as soft as velvet,
Autumn in the groves beckons and intoxicates,
Back to the pines, like monarchs
Autumn gives gold leaves.
Come enjoy the beauty
Come, just get up from sleep,
Drink in the clean air of the forest,
Like a sip of expensive wine.
This warm wine autumn
She's not sad, she's not sad
Wander between the birches and pine trees,
And she will help you forget everything.
Cleanse tired souls
The scent given to her
Admire how airy that forest is,
Its beauty is stronger in autumn.
Forgetting about the difficult things between the pines,
Updating here your soul,
Ah, wonderful wine autumn,
I'm singing this song to you!
Migratory birds have flown away, there is a golden carpet underfoot,
A gloomy autumn has replaced a joyful summer.
Someone sunny days seemed to erase a blot on paper,
The days have become so short, and the blanket of night covers the planet.
Chestnuts were hidden in a malachite box,
Sharp thorns guard that box in vain.
The fountains stopped playing like crystal,
The sound of city water has not been heard for so long.
Autumn is a season of mild sadness and mushroom rains,
Such a foggy, slightly dreary time,
And the birds of the forest can no longer hear the ringing,
At this time of year, I’m even too lazy to get up in the morning.
The linden tree cried, the alder tree cried,
Tears rolled down the wide paws of the maple tree,
And the forest, closing its eyes, trembled slightly,
Trying not to let out a complaint or a groan.
But he suffered, because the gray rain extinguished the fire,
Which autumn generously burned in the leaves.
The sparkling-bright forest became sad and as if old -
The torrents of rain left gray streaks in the crowns.
A bright ray of autumn trill
It will fall like a glare on the asphalt.
Will sparkle with seven colors
Our life is like falling leaves.
Leaves are like our thoughts
The thoughts of each of us
Everyone flies like a bird
Returning back.
Autumn golden carpet,
All strewn with gold
Gives people inspiration
Joy, a different view of the world.
And sorrows disappear
A moment of happiness comes
The joy of life warms
Miracle of autumn gifts.
A bright day replaces a gloomy one.
The firmament is shrouded in darkness.
Here comes the wind - a cold friend
Covers with a veil.
They knocked, the drops rang
Friendly round dance.
It's like they haven't sung for so long
And they didn’t expect them to come.