have been harvesting and stowing seeds for weeks。 The chipmunk lines his winter bedroom； and squirrel hide the nut trees； bounty。 The woodchucks； gorging on grass and clover and fruit； lay up their harvest inbody fat under their own skins。
The flickers begin to gather for migration。 All summer these big woodpeckers were resolutely individual； busy with family life and wanting no pany。 Now they are gregarious； with time for tribal gossip and munity play。 The warblers and swallow shave already formed in premigration flocks； soon the robins will be gathering too。 Nesting is pleted； fledglings are on their own； and there is food in plenty。 September is vacation time for birds。 Who knows but that they are discussing the trip ahead？
By September’s end the treasure chest of autumn begins to spill over with wealth。 You see it glowing in the quiet afternoon； aflame in the sunset。 Woodland； roadside and dooryard will soon be jeweled beyond a rajah’s richest dreams。
The year’s season in the sun has run its course。 Nature begins to prepare for winter。 After the color in the woodlands。 the leaves will blanket the soil。 The litter of autumn will bee much； then humus for root and tender seed。 The urgency of growth is ended for another year； but life itself is hoarded in root and bulb and seed and egg。
婚姻、愛與自由（1）
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你問：“婚姻和自由，二者可以兼得嗎？”
如果把婚姻看得輕鬆一些，你就可以獲得自由；如果以嚴肅的態度來看待婚姻，你絕對不可能獲得自由。把婚姻當作一場遊戲，它就是一場遊戲。人要有一點幽默感，那只是你在生命的舞臺上扮演的一個角色，它既不屬於存在的範疇，也不具有真實