TheBanyanTree: Late Autumn Morning

[Janice Money]

Yes.  Thanks Linda.  I can almost feel your coming cold and it makes me glad
I'm here where winter never spreads its icy entrails, where the the
poincianas are dressed in pillows of scarlet blooms, the rain trees are
spattered all over with their yellow flowers, the grass is lushly green and
the dust is laid. 

Janice

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Late Autumn Morning

Tinkling of water in the fountain magnifies the quiet windows shut tightly
like eyes bracing for winter's certain slam, the road is always quiet, so
the show is the sun, a blasting beacon through hundreds of trees standing
naked but for a few clingers like hangnails catching every little bit of
breeze, their long shadows deep dark as they stretch across the house.

lld 11/13/13