This was Michigan.
Measure this first episode of autumn as just chunks of hours –as opposed to the systemic coordination of “days”- and it’s perceived, properly, as a neck-kinking fast period of time in which we’ve…
…been steamed by heat and humidity, showered with rain and thrummed with thunder, and now, there’s frost on my front lawn and the leaves haven’t even changed color yet!
Let Autumn begin!
|Art by Jim Cherewick|