“The winds will blow their own freshness into you,
and the storms their energy,
while cares will drop away from you
like the leaves of Autumn.” — John Muir
Over the last few days, it has rained steadily. Windfall branches and kindling fell from the old trees onto the grass. One of my neighbors gathered the twigs and branches that fell into his rented yard from his surrounding neighbors and threw them over my fence. I decided that it was a good night for a fire.
Tonight, early autumn winds are blowing strong and steadily under a cloud covered full moon. Crickets are singing away, unaware that summer has passed.
But in a few weeks, the grass will stop growing. Impatients and petunias will be replaced by chrysanthemums. Humid air will be replaced by crisp breezes aflutter with colorful leaves.
The promise of apple-scented air and starry nights stirring up crackling, fire lit breezes dissolves the cares of the day.
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