So begins what I consider to be the season of death at 4:44 this afternoon. The death of everything from my favorite outfit, jeans and a t-shirt, to every flower that is such a blessing to have the pleasure looking at and beautifying our world. The happy little hummingbirds that provide summer entertainment have left. Soon the trees will be bare and ugly against bleak skies. What I hate the most is the death of the freedom of being able to be outside anytime that you want to be, morning, noon, night, to watch those hummingbirds at play, picnic at a park and listen to live music, or just sit under the stars and ponder the universe. Goodbye summer.
Posted on: Sun, 22 Sep 2013 13:42:21 +0000
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