Today is the day. THE day.
The sun is bright, the sky is blue, the blue I am addicted to seeing (thank-you for these skies, Father-in-Heaven). There is the slightest breeze which comes and goes – barely perceptible on this cool morning. Oh, but the tree is ready, waits for the slightest encouragement – ready to abandon its’ hold…And the leaves, in all their glorious color, are falling in silent, slow motion~ drifting gracefully, gently to the ground. Today is the day of falling. Falling slowly.