The middle of September and things are beginning to give way. The soaking rain yesterday bent many of the plant stalks low. The daylilly stalks lie in silent repose, waiting for me to get out and clean up. The leaves of the coneflower curl up and turn a golden brown. We've had a chilly few days, although the weatherman predicts another 80 for the middle of the week. Autumn is teasing us. The sky is a bright, slate blue. The dog and I walk to the park in the morning, invigorated, although I pull the collar of my polar fleece close before we leave the house. The cusp of the season.
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09/16/2013
Fading into Autumn
The middle of September and things are beginning to give way. The soaking rain yesterday bent many of the plant stalks low. The daylilly stalks lie in silent repose, waiting for me to get out and clean up. The leaves of the coneflower curl up and turn a golden brown. We've had a chilly few days, although the weatherman predicts another 80 for the middle of the week. Autumn is teasing us. The sky is a bright, slate blue. The dog and I walk to the park in the morning, invigorated, although I pull the collar of my polar fleece close before we leave the house. The cusp of the season.
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