Beech tree turns golden as weather cools and daylight shortens. Timothy Johnson

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Acorns fall from oak trees, plinking off the roofs of houses and sheds, plunking onto dry ground and crunching underfoot during fall hikes. Flocks of geese fly to winter homes with whooshing wing beats. Waves lap at a broad, sandy shoreline nourished by the littoral drifts of summer. Children whoop with joy at three o'clock on school days and frolic on the soccer field on precious Saturdays. The dulcet sounds of autumn fill the ears; they are the decrescendo in the symphony of summer.

Comments


Add a comment

Comment policy »