morning frost.
Zuchinni has deflated.
Chives have fallen.
My sweet peas...
bloomed just last week.
morning sun
and light
turn to steam
and
heat.
The family of chickens...
I think they feel the change in the weather.
and are delighted to get the run
of my dilapidated vegetables.
Winny. the boss hen.
my mint.
made wonderful mojitos this summer.
Curiouser and curiouser...
Time has just flown away.
summer has passed,
and I find myself gripping hard
to the sunshine and warm dirt.
Fall is always a time of reflection,
a season of honest re-cooperation.
October's sunshine finds me
in a happy place this morning.
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