Summer Winds: Micro-Fiction
The warmth was a blessed reprieve from the chilly winds. The sun shining heat as if its very rays were that which turned the leaves from vibrant green to royal shades of ochre, amber, and red.
Fall had definitely arrived but summer was giving its last good-bye, kissing the atmosphere with crystal blue skies and a warm embrace.
It was the last dance until the cycle began anew. Fall had taken the stage but danced with the last season to the tune of “Summer Winds.”
*Free Flow write. Roughly three minutes.
~Dream. Imagine. Believe. Do. CONQUER!
*Image taken from Pixabay: https://pixabay.com/en/young-woman-fall-autumn-vintage-635249/