Winter came on tiptoes, sneaking in the back door, turning the knob very quietly so as not to alert Autumn. We looked for Autumn everywhere to tell her! And we found her….
Winter took advantage. Yesterday morning, after breaking in through the back, she tried to make it snow.
It started out raining then turned to big, fat flakes that fell into slush when they hit the ground. Winter has not yet grown into her full power.
It’s not her time. She’s pushy, though. Wake up, Autumn!
We still need you!
And we miss you!
If not for yourself, for us.
Autumn pays us no heed. Her leaves flutter across the grass and go still again.
I call my staff together and we hatch a plan. Remember when I tried to trick Winter by turning the calendar over early? I was eager for Spring, but I made Winter angry and she came blasting back.
Maybe I can make Autumn angry, too! I’ll rouse her from her slumber. I’ll make her fight. I’ll beat Winter at her own game!
I’m living dangerously again, aren’t I?