Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維 (webcowgirl) wrote,
Web Cowgirl 衛 思 維
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The years shall run like rabbits

Welcome to the first day of autumn. Where do the days go? It seems that just a short while ago I was filling three giant suitcases full of the stuff I'd need to live in England for two years, and now the two years have come and gone and I still have no idea of what the future holds (but I've managed to aquire a few more suitcases). The leaves are still green out and it's been warm but I can tell by the way the shadows fall from the bridge into the river that summer is truly over.

I always think of this song as fall goes on:

"The falling leaves drift by the window
"The autumn leaves of red and gold
"I see your lips, the summer kisses
"The sun-burned hands I used to hold"

"Since you went away the days grow long
"And soon I'll hear old winter's song
"But I miss you most of all my darling
"When autumn leaves start to fall"

(Song by Johnny Mercer, my mental jukebox plays the version from Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. He based it on a French song, apparently.)
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