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Saturday, September 25, 2010

The High Point of Autumn

I am truly a child of Autumn (never mind the fact that I was born in the spring). Autumn is really when I'm happiest. It seems like nothing can go wrong, and even when things do go wrong, it seems to be much easier to take when the lovely weather of the fall is there to smooth things over.

There's always a high point to my Autumns. Naturally Halloween is my highest point, but there's also a specific point about the nature of the season itself that I always hit at least once during the fall. Between my house and the barnyard there is a patch of trees that we call "The Fort" due to the fact that my siblings and I always played there. At the end of the the fort is one of my favorite ash trees (still the best climbing one around), which stands at a fork where the two paths that travel through the fort meet. The high point of the season is when those ash leaves turn that bright yellow, tinged by just a hint of peachy-green and fall to ground. They cover the forest floor right where the two paths of the fort meet and roll down the hill towards the cow water barrels.

There is something indescribably irresistible about running over the soft, dry dirt of the fort paths when those ash leaves are covering the ground just right. It happens every year. This year it was today. To make thing even more perfect, it was a warm day, perfect for barefoot ash leaf walking, with just the right amount of cool breeze. Talk about being one with nature; the high point of Autumn for sure. If there was one day I didn't want to have to go to work at the indoor office, it was most definitely today. Oh well, gotta pay the bills somehow until I manage become totally self-sufficient. And hey, it's quite possible that the high point will still be there tomorrow.

Ok, that's enough of my seasonal sights ranting. The car's all packed for market, it's pushing 1:00 in the morning and I gotta get up at 6:00, so I think I'll be heading to be bed now, as the full moon shines its bright silver rays through my open window. God, I love this season.

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