the end of autumn

It’s a pretty rainy and miserable day here in Baltimore, with misty skies drizzling all over my stoop. It seems as though the folds of winter are just starting to cover us over. But not a few days ago, I noticed that we still had some brilliant colors in the last vestiges of leaves on the trees in our neighborhood.

Oh autumn, how I will miss you, with your crisp air, bright blue sky, and crunchy leaves.