Fall is in Order

On my walk here today I notice something.
I must say this is the earliest I have ever noticed.
(Usually my rate of observation on this particular thing is quite late, until blatantly obvious.)

The trees have started their decent into fall.

Funny how trees have a highlighted awareness for the chill in the air just before the turn. They prepare and ready themselves for the brutal winter. But I don't poses such skills.

A young tree, who's frost came early. ouch.

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Life has seemed to be a bit hairly lately. grown-up shit.
I guess I can't ignore them anymore-- time to face the demons.

tick, tock, tick, tock... oh look Flowers!

Time is the most valued asset of any American. And spending it on someone of great importance means more than just a present. I have often wondered why people assume that love can be bought. Did their parents instill the notion that distance will manifest material objects? I don't claim to know why or where but it seems most often time spent with others rarely if ever manifests material objects of affection. Time is the object of their affection and time spent together is the gift. So when time is spent elsewhere material objects fill the void, the void for the person who's time is already consumed elsewhere.