Reflections on Fall
We’re losing sunlight, a little each day. Every night the sun sets a bit earlier. Every day it gets colder. The leaves are dying. Like brown confetti they float down to the frozen earth. The birds are flying south,…
We’re losing sunlight, a little each day. Every night the sun sets a bit earlier. Every day it gets colder. The leaves are dying. Like brown confetti they float down to the frozen earth. The birds are flying south,…