Autumn

The crickets steady hum send me into a reverie as I run my fingers through my dog's course fur. The breeze scratches it's way through the corn stalks and as it tugs at my hair, my heart can do nothing but be liberated. There are few feelings like this one.

The feeling of change. Of freshness and renewal.

Autumn, my heart whispers. It's here.

The next day I awake to discover fall really has moved in-or at least come for a visit. The cool rain patters steadily as I snap a picture of the fusha Rose of Sharon. The beads of precipitation are positively picturesque. I can't let a view such as that escape the attention of the world. I inhale deeply of the purified air. No word can explain the feeling.

Welcome Fall!!!