What’s a little gray?
Crops are in. Today there’s hay.
With talk of snow in the forecast, I linger longer in town while running errands this day.
I admire shining red ornaments on the tree in front of the old bank building.
One glorious gift from Mother Nature.
I watch Christmas lights being hung on the oversized evergreen standing watch next to the train depot.
I turn to the sandy beach behind me and see just two adirondack chairs remain now for those who wait out the storm.
I take one.
I won’t surrender to winter until the last chair is gone.
Or the lake freezes over.
Please note, I can be very patient.