Autumn Walk

oldmainer

I step into the open yard and feel the autumn air on my face.  My dog pulls anxiously on her leash, urging me on.  A chill has settled in that was not there yesterday.  I welcome it and pull my collar closer as we set off on our morning walk.

I note the colors that the trees are painted and marvel at the kaleidoscope that nature provides, pausing briefly to listen to the music of the leaves as they steel themselves against the gusting wind.  I walk quickly, my gait strong and steady.  There is something about fall that lifts my spirit.  To me, it does not mark a season ended, but instead, a prelude to another yet to come.  There is too much beauty here not to celebrate falls arrival instead of dreading summers demise.

My footsteps crunch as I walk among the crisp, dry leaves skipping across the ground with complete abandon…

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About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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2 Responses to Autumn Walk

  1. Nigel Good says:

    Heartwarming and beautifully observed – you lift my spirits oldmainer

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