Welcoming the Fall

There's silver frost on the grass this morning and outside it's unnaturally quiet, not even the birds sing from their perches in the trees. If summer has finally come to the conclusion that she can't keep fall at bay much longer, the cold itself will attest to that fact. This morning is the kind of morning where a warm, fuzzy sweatshirt and a pair of jeans seems more appropriate to wear than the business casual I'm currently sporting. And I think with some regret over the pair of sandals I threw out only yesterday, knowing that they were in no shape to continue on and the need for them had already expired.

Fall has come to stake it's claim. It's cold fingers reaching out over the land to touch the tops of trees to inspire a new bloom of color.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love the changing of seasons. The leaves are turning brown right now, in Idaho. Loving it.

M.

Orbling said...

Now you see, it's ruddy boiling here lately. Horribly humid, and very bright.

Plus we keep having thunderstorms, it really needs to try and remember that it's supposed to be autumn now.

 
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