As the autumnal equinox approaches….

Summer and Autumn are being quite casual with each other here.

October approaches and the bugs still buzz confidently in the sun broiled leaves.

The air is open, devoid of humidity, and the sky yawns in a clear consistent blue.

My trim little bicycle carves the truest path through the day. 

It is 9 am and I’m outside in shorts and flip flops, defiant that the weather will ever turn shrewd.

‘Oh, but it will!’ they all proclaim!

‘And how!’ a few confer.