A ginkgo leaf touched my shoulder. Geese were calling overhead. The ground under my feet felt soft with fallen leaves.
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Late Frost
The autumn sunlight lingered on the windowsill, then seeped through the crack in the door. It feels like that warmth is still in the room.
Footfall
Even in the shade I sit by each morning, ginkgo leaves are falling. The branch I saw last evening is emptier this morning, so the sound of the wind standing in its place is clearer.
The autumn sunlight lingered on the windowsill, then seeped through the crack in the door. It feels like that warmth is still in the room.
Even in the shade I sit by each morning, ginkgo leaves are falling. The branch I saw last evening is emptier this morning, so the sound of the wind standing in its place is clearer.