"In September, we will wander
through the warm winds
of summer's wreckage.
We will welcome summer's ghost."
~ Henry Rollins
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Summer hasn't quite died here yet, in the NorthEast US. We've had a couple of wicked hot, humid days so far this month and I'm sure there will be a few more. Over half of my one hundred and something hummingbirds have already left me for warmer homes. This, along with the early changing of the Sweet Gum trees give testimony to the impending change. I've always loved fall though and started decorating for Halloween, our favorite holiday, about a month ago. Autumn also brings me a deeper connection to Mother Earth, as I start to better appreciate the things around me that I know are on their way out. I've already started to feel that familiar nostalgia for the circle of life which always reminds me of Joni Mitchell's song, "The Circle Game" and Black Elk's poem, "Life is a Circle" and how "Everything the power of the world does, is done in a circle."
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