TREES ARE TURNING
Tree rainbow on parade, everything but blue. Low sun, autumn sunshine shadows, early morning mist and magpies on the roadside. Dewdropped spiderwebs like liquid lace. A bank of lavender and cotton clouds low on the horizon pretending to be mountains. I’m fall-struck. Lots of people in Flyinge have outdoor cats as we’re “out in the country” and there are regulars along the street that leads to the daycare and school parking lot. It’s only 30 KPH on the street and that’s a good thing, as there are always children and kittens to watch out for. I regularly see black and...