First Of Fall

First of Fall-
A cozy feeling of desire for cocoa in pumpkin mugs.
Brushes up against my skin with a flush of desire.

Though it be 100 degrees still.
Just a feeling.

First of Fall-
Am out walking.
Strange-the leave are casting golden shadows.
A flash of crimson here and there amongst the green.
Is that orange?

First of Fall-
Orange reminds me of pumpkins and pies.
Suddenly I see round cylindrical objects at the market. I think of hay rides to come..
My heart is filled with desires of baking.
Pumpkin this and pumpkin that.

First of Fall-
Now when out walking I wear a sweater.
Nuts crunch under my feet and I see a squirrel scurry away with these same objects to hide away.
For the famine days ahead..

Autumn come in... In full splendor-
Baking, Hot spiced cider, Rain pelting-pouring on the tin roof.
Sweatshirts and hats. Thoughts turn to Thanksgiving.
The clock FALLS back. Now long evenings to do crafts....

End of Fall is near-
Waiting for Winter and thoughts turn to Christmas and a New beginning
Of a New Year.

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Love dipping my mind, hands and feet into about anything that is pure clean and crisp. 5 kids, some out of the nest and married, some at home. Live on a small rural farm with 2 dogs: one poodle and one boogle. 17 chickens so far, but eggs are setting. One guinea fowl. 2 adorable pekin ducks. 1 beautiful goose and a pond load of fish. But my name is not Old McDonald. Married for 26 years to my sweetheart.