Indian summer

When i was growing up the warm days in fall or winter were known as indian summers. I guess it is because indians only wore a little cloth infront of their private part and had no covering for their bottom. Well i will take this opportunity to remember the indians and enjoy these warm fall days as they come to an end and walk these trails one more time while i have a chance. Sun still is warm, slight breeze and glass reflecting water as the leaves fall of the trees make me wish i was back in time when there were no rules and no worries walking the earth as an indian.
What are you waiting for? These warm days will soon be gone, make the most of them while you can.
Be blessed