The sun is out today.
Golden leaves still hang from the trees while others float to the
ground. Brown and gold leaves pile up on
my deck, waiting for me. Plump brown
squirrels play chase through the leaves on the grass. Magpies mingle, having their own
conversations. Summer is forgotten, fall
is here, and the coming of winter hangs in the air. I’m not sure I’m ready to give up the colors.
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