Three weeks ago I felt the air change. My skin, lungs, and tips of my fingers knowing before I. My ears becoming aware, followed by my mind understanding. A few days later the leaves began to fall; greeting the ground.
I took a walk through the woods today and saw the path littered, already enough time passing for those that were first to descend to be worked back into the earth.
We continue to play outside, soak in the sun, wear shorts, and enjoy picnics. But, Autumn trickles into our conversations and without thought we prepare. Memories coming on the wind that has begun to blow, gentle but steady.