Fall arrives looking a lot like summer
With a few differences
The parking lot at the lake isn’t very crowded
Like it is in July
There’s only one crowd of drunken teen cliffjumpers
Not the usual dozen
Less noise
I assume as much since I’ve got the tunes cranked and the earphones on
Today the shuffled top rated playlist actually seems to be random
For once
Whirligig seeds float to earth from the forest canopy
Briefly caught in columns of golden light
Dogs frolic on the beach, now that the season has turned
In the shadows of the forest the air is cool
A frisson of cold foreshadowed
Makes my bare arms shiver
With anticipation of the deepening cold
But today, stepping through the door into autumn
It looks a lot like summer
David Trudel © 2012
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