Tuesday, September 16, 2014

You.

I am speaking directly to you.





Stop.  Get up.  Look out the nearest window.



Look.






Fall is right now upon you.  






Blue skies, warm days, cool nights, the deliciously overpowering stench of decaying organic matter in the woods.






Hadn't noticed?  



Might want to check for a pulse.





Go.  Get out there, rub your own nose in it.




Soon it will be gone.  




Now is the time.