Unlike leaves, I sometimes count syllables or fret about the rhythm of speech. So I sometimes have a temporary preference that lasts just a little longer than the time it takes a leaf to dance its way from tree to ground. Otherwise, they are both good words for the year’s best season where I live.
Unlike leaves, I sometimes count syllables or fret about the rhythm of speech. So I sometimes have a temporary preference that lasts just a little longer than the time it takes a leaf to dance its way from tree to ground. Otherwise, they are both good words for the year’s best season where I live.
Ah, fickle affection, yes go with the flow and enjoy 🙂
What about if it still feels like summer? It hit the high 70’s today.
Enjoy it while you can 🙂
What a lovely picture
Thank you. I’d forgotten this one.