can’t help it. My heart beats a melancholy song when Labor Day sneaks up. I want to hang on to summer a wee bit longer, like a youngster at the neighborhood pool dreaming of stretching out every drop of summer before returning to school. However, I am realistic. Changes are in the air and fall is inching into my life one baby step at a time. A few colorful leaves have dropped in very conspicuous places hinting for me to take notice that summer has wrapped up ever so quickly. A long-sleeved shirt is the clothing of my choice early in the morning. Those dependable tank tops have departed for their winter’s hibernation at the bottom of the pile. They had plenty of wear over the hot summer and deserve a decent rest.
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It’s inevitable that cooler temperatures will come at night, although Indian summer days are pleasant surprises in the Northeast. And I don’t take them for granted either. I find any excuse to be outside— waxing the car, pruning the trees, and gathering bouquets of deep orange jack-in-the-pulpits. Afternoons can be spectacular in their blues streaming across the cloudless sky, and for the warmth on my skin while I am cleaning out my gardens—a chore for every autumn and necessary payback for the beauty of the summertime flower displays. I gaze up at the hills and remark to those creatures hiding nearby in the bushes to come out and have a look at the swatches of browns, oranges and reds dotting the landscape. .
Having taught school for years, I automatically sense a new start at this time of year, too, and although I no longer buy back-to-school clothes and black and white notebooks, it is practical to purchase computer printer cartridges for the writing set out for me. My mother claimed that she disliked fall more than anytime because school would start and she would be home alone again. Today, on the other hand, I often hear young parents sighing in relief when the family gets on a regular routine with homework and soccer games mixing and matching into crowded days. If you are a four-season type of person, you have your being in the cycles of nature around you. Where you choose to live your life and for
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