Shimmering rain, consistent melody, waning Gibbous split by the branches of a red pine tall, as a highway the river ushers fallen leaves downhill, their proximity consensus established eventually layering the river bottom below, coldest mid morning air yet, frost thin on adjacent roof top, a harmony of sun, moon, wind, water, trees, leaves, my two feet in slow riverside, accompanied by a sweet young chihuahua intent on living.