The arrival of otoño
In the elevator nothing had changed. I strolled through the lobby area, and out onto the sidewalk. It was windy. It was breezy. Fall is on the way. Now it is still warm, but the breeze. The breeze in the morning is not normal, and yet it was there and full. I saw a leaf blow by and as I started my training, I noticed more leaves. Brown leaves, brown dead leaves that danced about in the wind. And in the trees I saw more of them, also ready to trade for a new season. I saw them and I was happy. I am ready for a new season; I’m ready for the heat to leave and the brisk clear days to replace them. To ride along the road and feel the wind against my face and to shiver. Summer has been here to long, it’s time for a change. It’s time for summer to relent.