Osler's Razor

Well, maybe fall isn't totally here yet.  The high tomorrow in Minnesota will be 64-- cool, but not autumn cool yet.  But… classes have started.  Football is being played.  The rhythm of life has begun to shift, and the days are getting shorter.

I love the change of seasons, and that is one reason I love Minnesota:  Summer is hot, winter is cold, spring is a sweet respite, and fall is everything it should be-- red and yellow and sweaters and new books for school.

Let's haiku about that, even if it is not quite there yet where you are.  I think fall is the most sensuous of the seasons, and there is a lot you can do with it!

I will go first:

That first red. green leaf
Found on the sidewalk, at peace
That one, I treasure.

Now, you go!  Make the first line five syllables, the second line seven syllables, and five for the third.  It can be about football, school, whatever!