I stepped off the pave­ment to scrape the car­pet of leaves back from the drain cover.

The Sunday Post (Inverness) - - Relax -

A car passed on the other side of the road and the stereo was play­ing Justin Hay­ward’s song, For­ever Au­tumn.

I was on my way to visit a man who must have felt that Fall, as the Amer­i­can’s call it, summed up his life.

He had fallen off the wagon, fallen into trou­ble, and fam­ily and friends seemed to have fallen out of love with him. I hoped to help or, at least, cheer him up.

“No mat­ter how many leaves fall, and how of­ten the drain gets blocked,” I imag­ined my­self telling Justin Hay­ward. “The sea­sons do change.”

And if we know some­one whose life has be­come au­tum­nal or win­tery, we can al­ways take them a lit­tle bit of spring, or sum­mer.

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