It’s cool this morning. The maple beside the deck still holds a canopy of lush, verdant leaves. The Pygmy Chinese maple offers no hint of any loss. The lawn is as green—and overgrown—as ever. Nevertheless, it feels more like an Autumn morning.
Like the ones that will return soon.
lone sparrow singing
another sip of coffee
inside the kitchen
Photo by Vectorbeast
First published in Image Curve, October 4, 2018
UPDATE: for dVerse Poets’ OLN #229 (pubtended by Grace)