The morning air was crisp and cool. It was the coldest morn yet this fall. The frost was heavy and covered the ground like big chunks of glitter. The sun welcomed with a warm glow that wrapped me from head to toe like Mawmaw’s old cotton quilt.
The contrast between the cool of winter’s approach and the warmth of the forgotten summer sun could only mean that autumn is still here, although not for long. Soon the sun will only last a few rays a day and the night will take it’s long winter hold. It’s then that I will long for the joy of today.
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