life on peach eater creek

I went for a walk today. The sun was low in the sky and the shadows of the trees lay long across the highway. There was a brisk cold wind blowing. I  wore just a long sleeved flannel shirt but I was warm from the walking. These Fall afternoons signal the approaching end of another year. It may be the influence of my yearly bout with SAD but I’m always reminded that life ends in the same manner. A slow dimming of the light. The ebbing of potential.