
Strengthened and walking in the late autumn light,
awakens some part of us
deep within,
a knowing perhaps,
an idea dawning
of a tangible wholeness.
In the peace of slowly falling leaves.
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As I sit at my desk I notice the leaves are still changing, into bright gold, even yellow, and especially red. This is such an amazing season.
And I’m so thankful to all of my readers! If you’ve known me for awhile you know that I love writing. I’ve been blogging for years. Did you know I have 2,814 posts here?
That’s alot of writing! For awhile I was posting twice a day. Did you know I used to write fiction?
One of my favorite series was “Colors of the Night Sky” The main female character had colors running through her, including purple all through her hair, pulsing.
Anyway, I have maxed out on this sight, meaning I have no storage left. I cannot load any new photos, and that’s no fun!
So I have some decisions to make. Do I upgrade or start a new blog that looks completely different?
Ironically I have been wanting to make some big changes here, including a new theme and look.
I’m at the place of say….. a person deciding to either renovate my current home, or move on to a new one.
I’ll keep you posted.
Thank you again for reading!
I wish you peace.
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The soft voice of leaves rustling in the wind
bringing changes in the air,
sighs escaping
autumn drawing my heart,
into a silent prayer.
Grateful.
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We were so in love My Love, we hardly noticed
the mountain wind moving us closer,
cheeks rosy,
holding each other,
your hair all over the place
our first autumn together,
with tree limbs swaying
while we fell in love.
First kiss memories.
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