Seasonal Ritual

Chill air enters the open window. I rub my arms and stare at the calendar.

Fall. Autumn. Transition from the heat of summer to the cold of winter. Ahhhh. The great American Midwest!

I think the temperature caught up with the calendar this morning.

Now where did I put that sweater?

Seek. Shake. Wash. One by one the long sleeve tops, sweatshirts, and jackets are located and prepared for wear during this season.

How long will it be this year? Fall can have some glorious days. Crisp mornings with a light jacket for the sunrise walk. Clean, friendly clouds in a bright blue sky at noon. A warm afternoon when students leave sweaters and jackets in the classroom or on the bus.

Acorns shed from majestic oaks occupy the squirrels and other untamed creatures.

Maples give a final shout of color with yellow, golden, or crimson leaves.

The Bradford Pears add their dash of burnished red to the fall melody.

Human responsibilities fill too many daylight hours. Certainly I can find some yard or garden task and pretend to play among the leaves for one brief hour.

Winter is coming. Enjoy these days before boots, coats, scarves and gloves are required for that brief noon walk.

Autumn Glory

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