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Tandra Page 1529, Frost

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I’m sitting on my back porch looking out over the yard as the rising sun brightens the Eastern sky.

Mister Johnson was out early this morning. He was delivering eggs to his customers and he made my place his first stop cos he knew I would be up and about before daylight.

I heard him coming down my drive in that old wagon of his with Second, his mule, pulling and I opened the front door and stepped out into the cool pre-dawn air. Mister Johnson was hitching Second to that low hanging Oak limb he always uses, then he came walking my way with an arm load of eggs all boxed up in cartons. I invited Mister Johnson inside and he handed me the eggs. I took money out of my pocket and gave him the correct amount after which he settled into his favourite chair beside my fireplace.

Mister Johnson noticed the fireplace has fresh wood waiting for use, but there has been no fire since last Spring. As I handed him a cup of hot tea, Mister Johnson speculated I would soon be having a blaze in the fireplace. I allowed he was likely making a correct prediction. There has been no reason so far this Fall to start a fire. Mister Johnson suggested that will soon change. There is some frost out in the open spaces, though none around my place which is insulated by my big Oak trees. Mister Johnson noticed the frost on some grass beside the road as he was making his way to deliver my eggs this morning.

The leaves are beginning to scatter on the ground and the acorns are dropping all over. Mister Johnson expects he will be raking and burning leaves right soon now. He is sorta looking forward to the work. Mister Johnson likes the smell of burning leaves in the crisp fall air.

I asked Mister Johnson about the sort of Winter we can expect. Unfortunately, he had no specific predictions.

You see, the Wooly Bear upon which Mister Johnson makes prediction, has been strangely absent this Fall. We normally see them hustling across the road come this time of year. If they are of light tan colour, we can expect a mild Winter. If they are dark, the Winter will be harsh. This year Mister Johnson has seen not one Wooly Bear. This could be a really bad sign in the case of if Wooly Bears are expecting the coming Winter to be so bad they have all migrated South. We shall need wait and see.

Mister Johnson set his tea cup aside and climbed to his feet. It was almost sun-up and Mister Johnson had deliveries to make.

I watched him ride down my front drive and toward the road.

“Rebellion to Tyrants is Obedience to God.” -Thomas Jefferson


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