Oct 142014
I set out this afternoon for Piney Woods Church Road, cool breeze blowing and air drying out ofter a long rain that lasted overnight and through much of the morning. Leaves and pine needles blanketed the road bed and verges. I paused at a sapling tulip poplar, admiring a new bud at the tip of a leaf. Not now. I suspect the bud is ready for next spring, after the year’s turning. Seeing a new bud, I begin to think back on my own beginning, along this same stretch of road, watching leaves unfurling into spring so many months ago.
