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Tuesday, October 19, 2010

The Shadows of Summer

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The slow beginning of a day and the birdsong grows out of the twilight to bring the sun up to the face of morning, while we stand here wondering what the day will bring with it. Sometimes the days are slow, falling slowly like a languid cloud rolling across the bare sky and bringing coolness to a tired hot day that lingers long into the fading evening twilight.

Other days are here and gone like some tree dwelling creature that flits between the shadowed branches deep within the foliage. Something we only get hints of as it moves from limb to limb of these thick, heavy old trees. Something like a flickering shadow deep under the leaves a sudden rustle that does not belong to the breeze.

We have seen so many of these summer days and now there is a growing chill in the air as the dawn creeps further into the day and night begins to gnaw away at our evenings. The air already tastes of autumn and we are ready, ready for the winter, feeling each other’s shivers as the coldness creeps ever closer towards us.

Soon, we know there will be snow and the dark days of deep winter all around us freezing the soul and icing over all our dreams of warmer days.

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