Foxglove Moments

 

 

I feel the year winding down around me.

Driving home through leaf blizzards;

last mowing for this year,

with a grasshopper escort no less;

morning walks, crunching through brown, wrinkled leaves;

squirrels watch from a high branch,

wishing to raise the issue of a certain bird feeder in need of refilling...

 

 

 

 

[First posted: October  2014]