This sweet time of year reminds me of grapes ripening on the vine, scuppernong & muscadine,
leaves curling & fluttering along the green way & through the air,
mild weather,
clear skies,
bright stars at dawn,
pumpkin-colored sunrises,
brilliant orange sunsets at dusk.
Fall is in the air.
Summer seems noisy.
Fall is peaceful, still, quiet.
A coolness settles in, vanquishing clingy humidity.
Autumn, welcome back:)
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Whether or not this was intended for poetry, you have some very good images here. I enjoy it.