Monday, August 21, 2006


Today is the first day that I heard the sorrowful golden whisper of autumn in the air and even though I enjoy the fall in all of its warm apple pie and harvest colored glory, it made me sad.

The fall seems to ask us to be more serious about things, it is probably the association I have with school beginning again, but there is just something about the crisp mature breeze and crunching leaves that evokes a reflective feeling. Not only are we asked to consider what the fading summer has given us, but this seasonal transition requires some solid plans for the deep and limitless the future.

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