Autumn

Posted on August 13, 2003 in Biomes Book of Days

Note: This is part of a series based on exercises from A Writer’s Book of Days. It’s something of a rebellion against the Friday Five and similar tupperware content memes.

Today’s topic: And when autumn finally arrived.

And when autumn finally arrived, it looked little different from summer when you stood under the elderberries and gazed across the oak-glutted arroyos. The grass had died, the trees kept their leaves, the olive buckwheat stood off the khaki sage, and the heat kept bearing down on the jackrabbits and the lizards. The birds ate whatever was left from August’s forage, then slipped off to the marshes where they waited for sand fleas to creep up the pickleweed.

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