The Turning of the Wheel

It has happened. I sense it all around us. The slight shift in energy. The subtle changes in the air. The way the birds greet the dawn, and the insects welcome dusk. There is a heightened awareness of time…of moments that have slipped by…

Nostalgia rules this realm…

The crows are the first to call it. I can hear them now.

Loudly announcing Summer’s retreat.