Fall Break


Everyone was busy in the fall. Squirrel and his cousins ran hither and yon, harvesting nuts, burying nuts, digging up nuts, and feasting on nuts. Mama Chipmunk sent her grandchildren out during each calm, golden day to gather twigs for their winter firewood pile, and handfuls of dry leaves for a quilt she was making for Old Possum, to fend off the winter chill in his drafty old house. Rabbit collected dried basil, mint, and lavender, and the seed heads from wood poppies and cone-flowers, while she awaited her shipment of black tea.

But each afternoon, when the autumn light was at its most golden, and the jewel-toned trees glowed in the slant-wise sunshine, Raccoon brought out coffee and snacks, and she made sure that everyone stopped for a minute or two to admire the light, the faint breeze, and the impossibly blue sky.

(October 2022)


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