Day 2457a/b

Day 2457a

footprints through the frost

migrating geese overhead

an autumn trail-run

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and, about 12 hours later…

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Day 2457b

Gazing at the sky

I feel so small, and quite awed

by the night’s beauty.

day 2439

Day 2439

brilliant sun-light,

gusty breezes and the sound

of dry fallen leaves

day 2200a/b

 

day 2200a

awkwardly we walked,

both holding the umbrella,

trying to keep step

 

day 2200b

up against the fence,

the sun-dried and wind-pressed leaves,

their travels halted

 

day 2174

day 2174

I’m at my desk, but

my ears and mind are outside

with the rustling leaves

day 2156

day 2156

I stepped out the door,

felt the chill of coming Fall,

and picked up my pace

day 1971

day 1971
every day, it seems,
I see more and more grey sky
as leaves keep falling