I’m working on something that took a bit more of my time this week, so in lieu of a longer post, I’m sharing a poem I wrote a few years back for the fall leaves. Although I lament that the fall happens too quickly here, I always appreciate the colors of fire that the landscape sends up from the trees and down from the mountains, seemingly meeting in some middle space before the snow comes.
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This is beautiful. Thank you.
a sincere hug..