Frost on the pumpkin When the frost is on the pumpkin and the garden’s done again, When the birds are flying southward and you hear their daily din, The temp is moving downward so you find your hat again; Then’s the time to close your windows. Then’s the time when sleep begins. When the frost […]
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Another morning, presuming I am still alive; The dog snoring softly on our bedroom rug, content and peaceful in his repose, doesn’t rise, as I do, stumbling in the dark to eliminate the nights’ accumulation. His dream continues into the warming of the day with mementos of past victories while I drag myself awake,
Here’s a glimpse of something I wrote back in 2013 that speaks to this time of year and provides a little fun in the process. Discourse of the Late Garden I was in my garden today – the 12th of October. I haven’t been in the garden for two weeks because of the rain, and
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