Red

[rejectomorph]

A flash of red among the green leaves reveals that the dogwood has begun to fruit. Soon, birds will be feasting on the ripe berries, and then the leaves will turn red and the entire tree will flame with autumn's most vivid color, warming the gray days to come. Today was not gray, though there were small puffs of white cloud throughout the sky, and they have lingered to soften the bright moonlight which now bands the east. They are harbingers of a welcome cooling trend. Even now, I feel the day's heat being displaced. I am hoping that it will drop into the mid fifties tonight, and that by tomorrow night I will be able to do without the noisy window fan again. I'm as happy as a Floridian that October is almost here.