I’ll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets to my chin
And I’ll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in
I’d like to call back summertime and have her stay just another month or so
She’s got the urge for going and I guess she’ll have to go
And she get the urge for going when meadow grass is turning brown
All her empires are falling down
Winter’s closing in-
I first heard the Tom Rush version in 1968 on WBZ, Boston and my memory tells me that the next morning I grabbed all the available change I had, hopped on the subway to Cambridge, went to Harvard Square to The Coop (Harvard Coop – don’t remember who was the member in my family but someone was) and bought both his “The Circle Game” album and Joni Mitchell’s”Song To A Seagull“. This is probably a “found” memory, rather than a factual one but I like it and I am sticking with it.
Today was the Autumnal Equinox and it was an appropriately rainy, gloomy, gray day. The problem with that is that the ground in the Northeast and Mid-Atlantic is already saturated and even small amounts of rain are causing local flooding.