The end of the summer

The September trees of Michigan publish unsubtle previews of the more fiery palette of autumn. Dashes of red and yellow steal out from the green canopy, a reminder of the yearly spectacle. The end of the summer.

Within weeks, these trees will explode into a celebration of vitality, one last hurrah before winter closes its hard grip.

We won’t give up so easily. Not without a fight. And we will be back.


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