Autumn Equinox
It has slowly crept upon us yet again. Time to mow the lawn for the last time until spring rolls around, Yay! Carving pumpkins and picking apples. Leaves falling, crisp breezes blowing, sweaters coming out of storage trunks. The harvest moon, cornfield hide-n-seek, making relish, and apple sauce. Pickled beets by the gallon..... just for me. New wooly socks, hiking boots and picking potatoes. Libra, Scorpio and Sagittarius. A season of endings. A season of beginnings.
1 Comments:
Nice little tone poem. I like to make grated pickled beets 'n' horseradish--also just for me.
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