It is early morning and the splash of color in the sky – a gift of sunrise. This second august day is cooler, more breathable than in previous days. It seems that autumn has stuck it’s big toe in.
I know it’s still a bit early for this but images of autumn leaves surfing crisp cool air fill my head. As I pass an especially woodsy area of this park, there is a steady breeze.
This is enough for a pause with outstretched arms, head tilted back and eyes closed, regardless of who is watching.
cool, breezy morning
hosts lively russle of leaves –
hints of autumn
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