Autumn’s Warning

Janice Konstantinidis
2 min readNov 10, 2023

In early November’s soft, diffused light, I opened my eyes to the clarity of winter’s first whisper. The ground outside lay under a crystalline shroud, each blade of grass ensconced in its own icy casing. Through the pane, the sun, not yet robbed of all its warmth, cast a pale, benevolent glow over this frozen tableau, igniting tiny fires in each frosty jewel.

I lay there, ensnared in the cocoon of my bed, thinking of the armory required for the coming months — woolens wrapped around necks, the snug embrace of beanies, and the feet encased in the loving leather of well-worn boots. The palette of my…

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Janice Konstantinidis

I am a lover of fine cheese, my dogs, my garden, knitting, photography, writing and more!