look again, as chilly rain drops from a dark gray sky, as we watch slow decay and walk on by. magnolias do a good show in the spring. fabulous flowers never last long enough. by october, there is little semblance of what it used to be. no flowers left. a sudden frost, and then we see even leaves can survive just so much: all must fall. we wait for winter blizzards, to waken in icy mornings to see shocking white snowdrifts, to watch warm pillows falling, changing our frozen world, transforming every landscape.