Holding On

Fall has arrived. It rode in on a heavy rain that pulled down twigs and leaves, littering the road with summer's excess. 

Truth to tell, the trees are tired. They have been hanging on to their foliage throughout this hot, dry summer. They're looking for an excuse to lay down their load. A heavy rain will do it, so will a brisk wind. 

They're preparing for the great un-leaving, still weeks away, but imminent. The equinox is here, and with it a lowering of the light. I want to hold onto as much of the light as I can. Don't we all?