The Sixth Day of the Tenth Month

A warm dry sixth day of October. Threats of a water restriction rumble under clear blue skies while healthy moles frolic under crusty baked Tennessee yards. Even so I do love Autumn. Not death in the year's cycle but a true beginning to one! A time for nature's decay to become the nutrients for spring's growth. Seeds nestle down in warm compost with dreams for April. The start to our earth's gestation. A jubilant time of year!