While the Sun Gently Shines
While the Sun Gently Shines Fall is my favorite season (today). Days, like this one I am in, are my favorites with their crisp, cool mornings, and their aspiring artistic trees, settling down for winters coldest spells. First frost has come and gone; my tomatoes survived the night with barely a hint of freezing cell damage. How many more nights do that have, I wonder. My only caring task on theit behalf, to pluck the ripening ones. I am getting to be an older man in the fall of my life. May I... Sign in to see full entry.