there’s a certain quality
to the air and light
when autumn first decides
to make itself known.
an almost impreceptable
moisture to the air,
even on a lingering
hot day.
a softness to everything,
you can’t see it

when you look right at it,
but it’s in your
peripheral vision,
that natural filter.

welcome to v.2 of my superawesomerific artacular wonderings!