There is always that lingering sadness when summer ends. It makes you regard the lake with regret knowing you will no longer be able to paddle the kayak, but there is that excitement too when summer transitions to autumn. The air changes and becomes filled
Where did it come from but it came. Out of the four corners of the earth, Wind came. Wind asked, “What are you doing Squirrel Girl?” “I was watching Corona separate the chaff from the grain.” Wind chuckled if indeed it could laugh, and asked,
Another glorious day at the park. The goslings gathered to the call of Father Goose. He had asked that they meet under a huge bridge to start their morning hike around the lake. The Girl was excited for Mother Goose was expected to show up