Autumn does not seem to know which way it should go
Shall it stay warm or must it blow cold
Will the fires burn or the waters flood
Should it turn to ash or turn to mud
The length of the day caves into the night
As darkness grows, the light is less bright
So look to autumn for answers there
You will know before summer what your fruit tree will bear
Enjoyed the Nervous Autumn poem; looking forward to the enhanced King Alfred and hoping to see you on family Zoom sometime in the near future - or at least Barb!