As my whimsy takes me
A freelance writer's free to write whatever comes to her mind.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
The last goldenrod and aster of the season.
British soldiers in their red caps growing on an old log.
Chokecherries made almost sweet by frosts.
A wet bee rescued from a bucket.
A Nashville Rambler watching us from a bush.
The ruddy leaves of maples.
A tiny caterpillar named Spike.
My daughters in the sunshine laughing.
The last raspberries of summer.
Thus is Fall and today, my favorite season.
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