We sit on the very edge of Autumn.

The air is clean, crisp, scented with molding leaves and garden stock.

The sumac surprises me along the bike path,

reminding me that soon, color will explode

across the fields, yards, and anywhere there is foliage.

My black sweaters are ready to wear,

along with my boots and menswear patterned trousers and skirts.

Apples for saucing, zucchini for baking, and beauty for beholding.

Bring it on…



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