The autumn calm has settled in. No sound or movement can penetrate the quiet. I'd call it dead calm if there weren't this atmosphere of expectancy. Neither is it a calm before a storm, but a waiting for the world to turn.
Leaves are green and the weather has continued sunny and warm, but it's no longer possible to pretend it's summer.
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