I went to pick up the boys from school, and as I was sitting in the car I spied… can it be? No. Not already. But… are those yellow leaves? No. Well, maybe. Wait, yes? My brain dug its heels into the ground like a pet who’s just realized they’re outside the vet’s office. Eventually it came to terms with the inevitable, but my soul was not as calmly accepting.
NoooOOOooo! my soul screamed at the tree with changing leaves.