Blue and Yellow

Blue and Yellow
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Autumn was once my favorite season. As a youth, I marveled at how blue the sky was in October. The Midwestern sky in October is as blue as blue can be without being scarry. As time passed and summers passed into one autumn after another, I began to understand that autumn leaves, no matter how beautiful they were, symbolized time. It was a time that could not be stored--it was time that was gone. And the memories became as the leaves, some blowing in the wind, some buried to multiply their kind.