On Winding Down

There is an ache which accompanies the days of late summer. The perennials, having lived their brief moment of glory, lie spent and sheared to ankle height. The sugar maples and aspens, though still largely green, begin to betray their autumnal undergarments; it won't be long before they disrobe completely. Yellow clouds of goldenrod hum... Continue Reading →

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