Bright blue cloudless sky. Birds sing ” caw caw caw” … September’s air feels good against my face. I’m wearing my winter coat and I have on no hat – but that’s OK ! Despite the cooler temps, it is beautiful! I stop, take a look around, capture the sky, sun and also the sound : quiet.
I’ve reached the park. Children’s voices permeate the air along with the sounds of lawn mowers and leaf blowers. I hear the creak, squeak of a swing or two. I’m trying to decide which way do I go: my usual route or forge a new one? Lotsa children at the playground – don’t see too many adults but I do see a rather large dog.
I decide to take my usual route and trek up the hill, gathering just enough speed to get my momentum going. Other than the children, not too many people in the park – usually there are one to four parked at benches, shooting the breeze; others, at a table: writing; reading; sometimes napping …
Tomorrow is the first day of an astrological event: Autumn. It feels good to walk through this park on this last day of summer. In a way, it’s a sanctuary. A sanctuary.
Autumn. My favorite season of all.