The Tao of Spartacus Jones: On Horses, Music, Life, Love, and Liberty.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
No doubt about it, Autumn is my favorite.
Mild days, cool nights.
Brilliant colors, melancholy mood.
But I have to respect Summer.
She keeps throwing punches.
There's no quit in her.
Even in the late rounds, getting way behind on points
She's as game as they come.
She may inevitably lose the fight
But if you're not careful
If you count her out too soon
She'll hurt you real bad before she does.