Last evening was cool, so i fired up the woodstove. In between the first two logs i pulled out of the woodshed was a snake skin. Which gives the word "woodshed" a whole new meaning now that a snake has shed its skin in it.
I am shedding my summer clothes in favor of long sleeves and corduroy pants and fleece vests.
A change of seasons. A change of skins. From warm bare skin to cool.
Summer changes slowly, quickly to autumn. Wriggle out of warmth into a new day of freshness.
Friday, September 13, 2019
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