The Orchard_Sugar Maples_Spiraling South_Making the Leaves Fall
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The Orchard
“You’re doing it wrong,” she said as she came up behind him. Annabelle knew she should just leave him alone, but he was ruining the best apples on the tree. He turned to look at her and she cocked her head at him. He wasn’t the type to come and pick apples from the orchard. Young, wearing slacks and nice shoes—Anna looked at his left hand—a bachelor. He looked completely out of place here. “Excuse me?” he said politely, although Annabelle could definitely hear the irritation in his tone. “You’re doing it wrong,” she repeated. She walked closer to him and reached up to the branch to the apple ...
Sugar Maples
(Part 1)By the time I step outside the leaves are on fire. I can almost feel the heat of the red-orange flames dancing on the sugar maples. I inhale deeply, wanting to feel the burning heat in my lungs. Smoke. Such a lovely scent in autumn. Is it quite the same when you feel it in the thick air all around you?As I watch the flames twirl and twist, they begin to spread. They no longer dance only on my beloved sugar maples. I see them fly towards my entire property. My trees’ leaves are being burnt, leaving their trunks charred and alone. The burning leaves are like bright stars falling towards ...
Spiraling South
The familiar call is starting, resounding in my head. I coo, letting the world know I hear her urging. I am not alone in this. The flock responds in kind; a rustling of feathers and voices rise to the sky. It is a comfort to know soon we will take flight, head to our other home in the south where the warmth will once again penetrate our feathers and embrace our core. For only a few more days wiwww.onedoor.ccll we get to enjoy the ample supply of soybeans and corn these fields provide. Another coo surrounds me and I respond. It is not a warning, but a thanksgiving.This is not my first trip, my first flight ...
Making the Leaves Fall
Living in Florida sounds fun and exciting. Unless, of course, if you actually live in Florida. People imagine life in Florida as always being warm. Always being able to wear shorts or swim. Never being cold.People who actually live in the Sunshine State know better. They know about the heat. The humidity. The daily thunderstorms in August. The sweltering heat in July and, unknown to those who live up north, they know about the occasional frost that can occur in the winter.Taijon knew about all these things. After all, he had lived in Florida his whole life. Taijon was eight years old. He was ...