Autumn

being abandoned on the surface of the sun, this is when my heart hurts the most. i miss

color leaves apple orchards cider mills cold mornings frost on the grass frisky frollicking ponies smell of dead leaves and fir fires and smoke stark branches against morning sky crisp sunsets virginia shenandoah hills riding bareback on a cold day against a warm horse leaf raking parties sweaters apple picking baking berry pies soup outside ponies bike rides

i miss my ponies all year round, but this time of year most especially. i love riding with the sound of crunching leaves, when the "girls" have that extra autumn "zip."
also virginia, and this is how i feel towards it; i sing this song to it:



my deepest parts bleed the prayer that next year i will be living amidst a true autumn. please God.