A NEW SEASON
the empty pool
rippling in the wind—
first day of school
autumn equinox
playing outside
five o’clock shadows
an armful of fall
not knowing wildflowers
from weeds
forecast for frost
lugging plants inside
to babysit
apple orchard
the tart-sweet taste
of memories
HERITAGE HILLS NEWSLETTER
4 comments:
Cider lingers... inside a gallon's glass jug... summer in the snow.
__As a youngster: the taste of last summer's fruit... in winter's fridged snow and ice... such warming childhood memories!
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Lovely sequence Adelaide
Happy month of September
Much💛love
Thank you, Doug. When we lived in Switzerland. we wold get delivered from a local apple grower, a glass bidon of cider. it had a spigit for dispensing the cider. I don't know how many liters it held, but it sat on my kitchen floor. When it was nearly empty, I went to the orchard and ordered another one.
Adelaide
Thank you, Gillena.
Adelaide
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