There's frost upon the air tonight,
a hint of coming cold;
still, the warmth
of summer lingers
in the crimson
and the gold.


Sitting by My Laughing Fire (1977)


There's frost upon the air tonight, a hint of coming cold; still, the warmth of summer lingers in the crimson and the gold.

There's frost upon the air tonight, a hint of coming cold; still, the warmth of summer lingers in the crimson and the gold.

There's frost upon the air tonight, a hint of coming cold; still, the warmth of summer lingers in the crimson and the gold.

There's frost upon the air tonight, a hint of coming cold; still, the warmth of summer lingers in the crimson and the gold.