Hello autumn!
\nAnnounce the Facebook profiles, painted in cinnamon-brown hues.
\nHello autumn!
\n\u201cSnowing\u201d with maple leaves\u2014posts fluttering often right in front of your eyes.
\nMagazine headlines.
\nTV commercials.
\nHello autumn!<\/p>\n
In my mind, autumn apples bump around, sturdy-stemmed porcini mushrooms stand tall, and the round pumpkin heads from Grandma\u2019s garden smile.
\nHello autumn!<\/p>\n
From the kitchen drifts the scent of cinnamon apple pie\u2014a must-have, it seems, for this season to fully arrive with all its cozy force.
\nHello autumn!<\/p>\n
The little thermometer pressed to my forehead flashes like a furious red eye.
\nAs if this autumn greeting alone weren\u2019t enough\u2014
\nto reinforce the effect, a salvo of coughs joins in.<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, hello there,\u201d I answer in my thoughts.
\n\u201cI welcome you as guests,\u201d these \u201cjoys,\u201d as if I had been longing for them in my life.<\/p>\n
Though I\u2019m already running barefoot across the meadows of near memories,
\nback when little Vasaryt\u0117 ran wild and the whole autumn trio disappeared without a trace from the lakeside splashes:
\nMr. Sniffles with his cough and Miss Temperature.<\/p>\n
And now, as if from nowhere, they stand before my eyes again, waving with laughter:
\nHELLO AUTUMN, they bridge with a mischievous grin.<\/p>\n
Shiny eyes, red noses, scratchy throats\u2014they are plotting their naughty little \u201ctroika\u201d plan.<\/p>\n
We don\u2019t give in.
\nWe make a counterplan:
\nMore hugs.
\nExtra snuggles.
\nA little more time together.
\nA pinch more gentle words:<\/p>\n
\u201cOh, my little patient,\u201d Pa whispers into her tiny brother\u2019s ear last night, settled into my bed, pressing her nose close and lulling him to sleep with soft caresses.<\/p>\n
They both sink into dreams.
\nI watch, sitting nearby.
\nAnd I know that these extra hugs and snuggles may provoke a counter-counter plan.
\nAnd it will be \u201cpull back the reins\u2014start all over again.\u201d<\/p>\n
But.
\nI stay quiet.
\nKnowing that a complicated, long night swirls right before my eyes.
\nI don\u2019t hurry to move My to her crib.
\nI don\u2019t want to interrupt Pa\u2019s continued dream adventures by transferring her to her room.<\/p>\n
I stroke the sleeping pair.
\nAnd drink in the warmth that radiates from them.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello Autumn,\u201d I smile.
\nWith all your advantages and shortcomings.
\nAnd my heart is filled with completeness.<\/p>\n
Don\u2019t miss it,
\nAnd if it happens\u2014
\nfind in this Hello Autumn program
\na little fragment of goodness.<\/p>\n
Mua,
\nV.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"template":"","class_list":["post-17690","istorija","type-istorija","status-publish","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/istorija\/17690","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/istorija"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/istorija"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/viktorijos.lt\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=17690"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}