Riding my bike to work last week I rode down aisles of trees with occasional scatterings of corral or a sudden scarlet branch flaunting itself amid the green. Summer is too static for me. I love to watch the changes in spring and fall.
fall has so many other wonderful things too, tumbling leaves, fuzzy sweaters and cozy quilts. Hot soup and toast when you come home after a rainy day. Canada geese forming great V's in the sky and the chance to wear my new wool jacket.
Sigh.
I like life.