Osage Oranges
By Ursula Bendix
Today is the autumn day I have been waiting for: Deciduous trees with their colorful foliage contrast magnificently against the indigo sky; leaves fluttering in the slight breeze fill the warm afternoon air with the wonderful aroma of fall. I have been hoping for just such a day
My two plastic shopping bags in the car have been at the ready for several days. I grab my garden gloves, pull a light jacket from the hall closet, jump into the car, and head east out of town as I have done on similar days for almost 20 years.
