Yellowing leaves stand damp after yesterday's rains;
birds are waking slowly.
A child says goodbye to her grandma
and sings to herself as she walks past my house on the way to school.
My self-seeding snapdragons stand tall, sending rockets of color skyward.
I transplanted himalayan poppies, some new lilies, delphiniums, and crocuses over the summer.
As they settle in with these fall rains I look forward to seeing what another summer will look like.
In the meantime, the winter, the snow, the months of dormancy will overcome them.
September stillness settles into the crevices of the morning.
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