thursday

sweet tea instead of coffee this morning and sleep deprived. editing last nights session.

dog end days of august down at the river

doors and windows open and cooler nights this year

birds are gathering outside my dining room window celebrating a party all their own.

dreaming in colors today and counting in seconds

the people across the street moved out yesterday

the man in the blue house will be moving soon as he finds a new place to rent. his daughter died a month ago from cancer. 

im ready to bring out my pumpkins and string garlands of brightly colored autumn leaves everywhere

im ready to visit the apple orchards and pick apples and bake pies

im ready to wrap my arms around autumn and hold her close as long as possible.

XOXOX