This morning, I finally admitted it to myself. Summer is over, autumn is here, and soon enough my world will be frozen solid, covered in snow, and completely inhospitable. For six months.
I was just contemplating the change of seasons, and listening to Joni Mitchell (whose music, by the way, is perfect for Saturday mornings), and “Urge for Going” came on. What a perfect bittersweet song for the end of summer:
I’ll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets to my chin
And I’ll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in
I’d like to call back summertime and have her stay jut another month or so
She’s got the urge for going and I guess she’ll have to go
And she get the urge for going when meadow grass is turning brown
All her empires are falling down
Winter’s closing in
Sigh.
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