Autumn beauty

I was rushing somewhere – I don’t even remember where – harried by my to-do list and the toxic news, when I was stopped in my tracks.  Pom-poms were waving over my head, as if it was Arbor Day’s remake of Legally Blonde, ridiculously cheerful.  I couldn’t help but stop, and look, and smile, look some more, and be a little more hopeful.

Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *