And, almost exactly on time, there it was. At 1:45 today, standing at the corner of Connecticut Avenue and N Street, I watched a strong breeze push a swirl of dead leaves around everyone's feet. True, they were magnolia leaves, which fall all year; nonetheless, I could hear the whisper: Autumn's coming, Autumn's coming.
Today will be a little bit longer than tomorrow and tomorrow will be a little bit longer than today, but Friday will be a little bit shorter than tomorrow. And round and round the wheel does turn.
2 comments:
Happy Midsummer!
Boo hoo!
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