Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Autumn has arrived here in Michigan, although it seemingly has been here since July. It's the last evening in September, and the trees have yet to lose their foliage. My tomatoes have not turned red yet, although one has a little color as of this morning. Yet, the forecast calls for frost tonight.
It seems too soon for fall, yet it seems like it would never come. We had the mid-range temperatures often seen in the autumn months, but not the smells, the textures, the sights, the sounds, the tastes. Now they've finally arrived. I leave you in contemplation of:
...the last barbecues of the season, damp rainstorms with leaves blown loose by rustling wind, falling pine needles, high school football games, woolen socks, flannel shirts, pumpkins, mums, dried popcorn, cider and cinnamon.