-The clouds are omnious and heavy. They look like wet cotton balls slowly moving south. Occasionally the sun tries to bare its face, but it seems tired today. The leaves wave slightly as their fatigued arms droop down.
- The mid-September air has a fresh, clean scent, but undertones of exhaust trickle trhough. A bus pulls up to transport the last few people home. As I sit on a stairstep I see faces of relief walking from school to cars. Many are aware of the comfort of home and food await.
- In the distance bangs carrilon's bells. The sound is sweet and relaxing; a treat over the airy chatter of busses and cars moving by.
- For the moment I am relaxed. No hustle and Bustle of the days schedule. Its a time to think and reflect on God and beauties of nature he gives us even in a concrete city. I am at peace with the wind combing my hair and nothing to do but write and observe.
- Why do spiders come out of hiding in the fall? I see so many large webs and pregnant looking spiders...
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