Autumn's here now, y'know. She's been waiting in the wings for a year since I saw her last, and I'm reminded she was a true and great love.
"Jake," You're saying, "She's an anthropomorphic personification at best, dude..."
I love Autumn no matter what anyone says. So what if I can't see her? I can feel her, can't I? Since I was a kid, I would love it when she showed up, a breath outside my windowsill, cooling down the glass, telling me that things were changing.
The neighbors, particularly back in the innocent days of Red Hook, Dutchess County, y'know, they would burn her leaves. Said it was for clearing space, getting rid of refuse... but