(Conflicted was the name of a series of conversations I imagined up last year for a tree at the elementary school near our house. It appears it is about to face autumn again with the same split color scheme.)
Again, with the early red?
Light's waning. The kids are wearing their jackets on the playground. It's time.
I hate that time.
I know. But, face it: time is inexorable. And there's also something about carotenoids in our leaves, but I'm not entirely clear on the science side of these things.
Summer wasn't particularly pleasant. I feel like we barely got to enjoy ourselves. It was hotter than a blackbird baked in a pie.
And just as sticky. The heat was stifling. I could use a drink.
Me, too. The sky doesn't look too promising.
It is a beautiful blue, I must say. And it's nice to see the kids again, playing Four Square and chase.
You are such an optimist about everything. How can you be all cheerful when you know what's in store for us? The branch-snapping cold, the unwanted house guests, the gray and lonely.
Well, I have you, for one thing. And for another, winter isn't forever.
Feels like it.
(Naperville Now participates in Alphabe-Thursday over at Mrs. Matlock's. Check out what other bloggers are writing about the letter R.)