The point of no return

Here in my corner of the world, Autumn takes it’s time in settling. The color of the leaves changed noticeably only a week ago. And today, as our family drove to a friends house for some college football and food, I saw that most of them had dropped overnight. To me, the falling of the leaves, is the point of no return. No more warm days, no more outings without at least a jacket, no more soft smooth hands.

Winter, sadly, is upon me again. Christmas, it’s only bright point, will all too soon be a distant memory. January, February and March soon to come will draaaaaaag on and on.

Sorry. It’s just one of those days.

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