Autumn is Creeping In
There were a few surprises at the park this morning. I knew it was chilly, but walkers bundled up in coats and scarves had me wondering if I was a tad underdressed for my morning jaunt around the grounds. There was a nice chill in the air; the kind that has me breathing deep and slow to savor all the subtle hints if autumn. My breath hung in the airy, all-be-it briefly, as I gazed upon the morning's light warming the gardens. It was chilly, but not bundle-up-in-coats chilly.
My toes became damp as I crossed a lawn that was thick with dew. Droplets of moisture hung on the plants, but frost was not to be found; which I was happy for. Autumn is a wonderful season and winter can patiently wait a few months to claim the gardens.