Driving my 11-year-old to school this morning, I remarked on the stunning foliage, and she answered in her even-keeled way, I kind of hate to say this, but the leaves are a little boring. What if we were along the Pacific Ocean, driving on a cliff, and looking out at the sea? Now, that would be really interesting.
Oh, my daughter, my daughter. Isn’t that the way of the world? I asked if she wondered if the kids on the Pacific coast might want to see Vermont’s gold and crimson leaves?
My daughter thought about that for a good while. Finally, long past the time I thought she might have lost interest, she offered, Maybe.
….O hushed October morning mild,Begin the hours of this day slow….