First day of autumn and she wondered if we would get relief from the heatwave. It was so unusual for this part of the country. Well, just on schedule, the temperature dipped just a little but enough to wear a hoodie…well, others did. It took her a lot cooler weather to warrant a sweater. But she did bring it in her backpack and she shoved her rain hat and trench coat just in case it did rain later after her shift late into the night.
Aw, autumn did not disappoint for sure…leaving work, she had her hoodie zipped up nice and snug and once outside, she had to take out the rainwear. She loves walking in the rain. No need for an umbrella…her hands are in her pocket with the hood of her trench coat keeping her nice and dry as she walked the 2 km to the Métro.
The first time she visited Niagara Falls, she was a teenager, visiting him. Returning thirty years later, brought back old wounds not quite healed. The falls were famous for honeymooners and lovers but that day, they were more…
rumbling falls pouring out her soul mist shielding tears
above white ruffles
pouring out her soul
melting cruel memories
softens the heart