Today Is One Of Those Days

OK. There is a bi-annual moment where autumn and spring are indisinguishable. Days that are virtually identical. The smells, the temperature, the song birds passing through - coming or going. These moments always catch me by surprise.

You cannot say this about winter and summer. Autumn and spring are similar; summer and winter opposites. A figure eight or the infinity sign as graphic representation.

Today is one of those days in eastern Massachusetts. Hopefully, I'll get another one in Maryland.

Of course, the trees are all wrong. When I'm searching inside and outside of my body, wandering in seasonal confusion (making summer plans in September or preparing for snow in April), I look to the trees - or - I listen for the trees. Drying, falling leaves versus the quiet dance of the new buds.

Breezy sounds give it all away.