Well, I heard Robert Frost in my mind's ear: a voice from another time, alternately enjoying and lamenting those seasonal changes.
I'm not recording any new Frost audio poetry, but working on some seasonal lesson plan pages.
Here are some audio-images for late fall:
A playful, youthful walk (or romp?) down to a brook that isn't (thankfully) frozen yet: Going for Water
Somber fall imagery, a late autumn walk that ends on a note of romance: A Late Walk
The seasonal cycle of decay and rebirth: In Hardwood Groves