The Turning Point

On my morning walk with the dog I pick up in the courtyard (gingko), the sidewalk (oak) and down the lane by the tennis courts (mulberry) a trail of clues that describes this moment in the calendar. It's one I really, really like. The apartment windows are open, I'm wearing a cozy sweatshirt but no socks, the sun is shining. This temperate, in between, not inclement place. Is the light more dramatic? Do sounds carry differently? It would be so nice to linger here awhile at this turning point.

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