Indira Ganesan

Writing, books, and coffee

The edge of fall approaching



It is there in the horizon, the coolness of the nights, the reach for a scarf or sweater at dinner.  The garden looks slightly spent in spots; the fennel and oregano have been in flower for weeks now.  Autumn winks, hints it won’t be long before pencils sharpen, fresh notebooks packed into backpacks. Summer, you are never more ravishing than when you are ready to slip away.

Categories: writing

3 replies

  1. Lovely picture with words. The last sentence turns it into a haiku-prose. Thanks, Indira. -Dana


  2. So beautifully evocative!


  3. Lovely words to start my day. Tears over my teacup. And a smile.