October seems to be a conundrum
-never knowing what to wear,
brisk mornings
requiring layers of
t-shirt, sweater or cardigan,
topped with a raincoat
for that early morning walk.
The colors of my wardrobe
change with the seasons
bright turquoise, fuchsia, and May green
quietly replaced by muted earth colors,
vibrant yet softer.
Shorts are replaced by leggings
and sandals and flip flops
by Oxfords and boots.
Exchanging
summer for fall clothes
I follow my need to let go
off the barely covering
for the bundling up,
wrapping my head, neck, and hands
in soft warm wool.
Hiking Poet 