The Changing Leaves
ISSUE #172
I’m taking a break this week to watch the leaves change. Fall hit us all at once here in the South, and I think we should all go out and take a drive to the highest peak we can find. Gaze out at nature’s colorful rhythm.
This is my collection of autumnal songs for the drives there and back. If we just stop counting, time unbends. It hums a note too low to hear.
Last night was a most special night—the harvest moon. The first full moon in autumn has long given ancient protection to farmers and workers. She’s given us light so we could reap our crop in darkness, allowing us to race against days growing shorter, against a future growing ever colder.