Show THE FRINGE OF WINTER the evening air is heavy with te tae ador dor of 0 burning leaves fussy hauae holders rake beneath the lawn trees as the golden autumn colors flutter and tall fall the wild geese fly south low over the housetops they are tired and will seek water before another hundred miles have passed beneath them across t he sky a flock ot of blackbirds take light flight their last twitter ings mingling with the breeze that stirs a pile 0 of fallen alien leaves into activity there la Is a new chill in the air that betokens be tokens winter we ret return from rom work in the dark can it have been but few ew short weeks ago that we found the sun high in the heavens at 1 dinner time now we know what robert frost meant when lie he wrote the leaves are all withered and gone save those that the oak are keeping to ravel them one by one and send them scraping creeping creedin out over ever the snow when the others are sleeping what care we if the weather be severe let zero come on a sweeping winter gale the family amily gathers about the table the tasks of 0 the day done after dinner there will be nuts apples and awer and popcorn that has been drying in the attic tor for a year we gather fiaher merrily around a roaring grate tire fire why should we seek for or pleasures outside the home when everything we could wish for Is here simple pleasures perhaps but joyous ones maybe a neighbor drops in and we make room for him by the fireside and welcome him into the family let the wind howl around the eaves what do we care its warm inside insi a and home the dearborn independent |