Images of Autumn

2017-09-06

I have vivid images of Autumn in my memories. Most colorful are those from Blackfoot, Idaho where the flowers and fruit trees flourished and the first nip of fall brought activities of the harvest and holidays into the heart of that child which was me.

I remember the drawing and play doh of that time and engaging the artistic forms of a child's whimsy and not having a serious care in the world. I remember first and second grades at Irving School with Mrs Rowe and Mrs Stalker and the crafts and studies and books.

Those trips up town to the movie theater and excursions with grandma to the dime store where I was in constant wonder of what tomorrow might bring. I remember that treasure chest coin bank and the pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters and the snow upon the ground.

As the frost on the pumpkin grows dimmer in my mind I sometimes travel back to that simpler place in time. With my thoughts of Autumn and how it became the best of times for for that little boy who grew into the man that is me.

September

A road like brown ribbon
A sky that is blue
A forest of green
With that sky peeping through.
Asters, deep purple,
A grasshopper's call,
Today it is summer,
Tomorrow is fall.

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