Tag: Autumn

  • A Cat Sleeps in Our Garden

    Days fall short now, time cutting across day’s light, night coming too fast—before supper, before work can be done, before we are ready. Gardens have been put to sleep—by us, or by nature—and while inside we work by light, outside, this early darkness awakens late fall’s chill.  Against this vague, ambiguous drift of days between […]

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