Fall Rises

I walked to the train stop this morning and saw a small, closed pine cone teetering on the precipice of a concrete cliff.  Water rushed in the valley below, carrying leaves and twigs to a distant puddle.  On this, the first day of fall, rebellious daisies refused to take a bow and stood tall and strong in the field next to the Orenco Station parking lot. The sidewalks were scattered with hatless acorns and  leaves lay curled into shapes as beautiful as any sculptor’s masterpiece.  It was a nice walk…. Fall rises, yes indeed.


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