My corn is hot Cold. It never really feels like one day denounces or announces the presence or rather absence of a season past or to come. Most often it is like sleep; you realise it is upon you once you're there. But today, I am to announce, is the official first day of fall. I don't care about any solctice or moon change, today is the first day of fall. While out finding the perfection that is my pumpkin upon hours and hours of searching in the patchwork of orange and mud, I smelt it. It could not be denied. It is, and will be until i say different, the autumn season. The hills afront me stood still in the puddles of fog. Something stirred in the field and a wave of geese flew overhead. If I'd not known any better I would suggest the entire sky was rather polkadotted than just gray because so many birds crowded the airways. Then I heard fall too. I heard the geeze all squak, chirp, cry, whatever it is they do. And for the first time i can remember, i thought it was beautiful.

The most aesthetically pleasing scene so far this year was given to me by God today. Thankyou. Happy Autumn!
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