Autumn Days (a poem)

red & gold leaves, crisp air tell me

autumn is here – they crunch under my feet

smoky smell of a firepit wafts through

the neighborhood, pumpkins on porches,

hot coffee in cold hands – walking in

golden sunlight, slight shiver when

the north wind blows, a football is thrown

high in the air – jump! snatch it!

snatch onto autumn days

they don’t last long

(Photo by Dennis Buchner on Unsplash)

Autumn in the Smoky Mountains (a photo)

This looks like an awfully nice backdrop for a wedding, right? Well, that’s exactly what it was in October 2019 when Rachel’s brother got married. I got to hang with Rachel’s family during that trip to Tennessee.

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