Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Low and lazy

The light starts late and fades early. It stretches low and lazy over the usual pathways. Children at play scream in the park. I find myself noting every shout and laugh, because soon it will all be over for another year. I have more patience for outdoor loudness, for the noise of motorcycles that roars over indoor conversation, than I did in the summer.

It seems my treetop view is changing every day. I've already begun to change for the cold weather, too. More baking, more staying in, more dog cuddles.