It's my first full spring in the Southern hemisphere...which means it is my first Autumn.
I notice the changes from summer.
The temperatures are in the 70s mostly with an occasional breeze. At times, I would even say it's cool. I can finally wear jeans again. My first thought when I felt the warm sun through the cool air that first non-sweltering day is that "Spring is coming," but it's now otoño.
A gardener was turning the ground and I could smell the wet brown soil, and I wondered what he would plant. Then I remembered, it's not Spring, it's otoño.
Tomatoes are delicious. They melt in your month and remind me of my parents' garden. I thought they will be even better soon, but it's not true. These are the last tomatoes of summer. Otoño is here.
The rains bring falling leaves not buds.
The sunset creeps forward.
And soon, winter will arrive and I'll fly away to summer.
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