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Thursday, August 28, 2025

That River in Africa

8/20/25 Maple Leaf neighborhood

 It’s the beginning of that season I know well, named after the river in Africa: Denial.

It started a couple of weeks ago when some of the neighborhood’s Japanese maples showed a blush of orange against their mostly green foliage. I averted my gaze. Plenty of summer left.

Last week during a walk, I passed one of my favorite maples. No, no, say it ain’t so!

4 comments:

  1. “I averted my gaze” πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ As if avoiding some gruesome sight, or socially repugnant practice. So poetic of your emotions about the end of summerπŸ˜‰ Anne HwH

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  2. I'm with you. How could any trees be thinking about turning with our 90 plus degree, now dropping to 80 plus degree, soon to be going up again weather. But I'm seeing it here and there too. Fall IS my favorite season but I'm not ready yet . . .

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    1. I love fall, too... but I always see it coming with bittersweetness.

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