Monday, October 17, 2005
Leaves are quite fidgety here. It’s time of the year. Trees have adopted their fall colors, although they aren’t nearly a vibrant as normal due to the lack of rain this summer. Each breeze brings a new crop of leaves to the ground where they swirl around, tumbling on top of each other, creating that pleasant rustling sound. Walking through leaves, I’m tempted to kick them and am overwhelmed by the dusty dry smell. Out in the fields on the edge of town, the combines work overtime, harvesting corn and soybeans. Last night, at dusk, I watched the huge autumn moon rise above the horizon of a tightly cropped bean field. The air was cool and dry. By morning, frost covered the ground.