A description of what started this particular blog can be found in its first entry --Feb. 9, 2009. It's about healing.
Autumn is my favorite season. The colors and smells are soothing to me.
It's a time to recharge, Emma.
Yes...I love autumn too!Even as I type these words, the leaves are falling around me like snow flakes...here, the sun is suddenly silent though...:)
A lovely and sensitive way of describing the nascent season, Ygraine.
Autumn is, at once, eloquent and elegant. I can't imagine a person alive for whom it doesn't have something of quiet glory to say. Beautiful verse, G.
Thanks Suze. The season is a lifelong favorite --and not just because shrubs resume good behavior either.
In India we were told that Sun gives us a message after rain slows down and finally stops. I guess, speaking here means giving us a message eh?My husband says that the photo is cool.
Most kind Munir. The photo is of the trunk of our car which was parked under a tree during a rain the night before. Your husband and you honor me. Thanks!
This poem and wonderful photo make ME feel grateful to regain autumn.I'm also grateful that you found and joined my following, Geo.Thank you. It's great to meet you here and catch a hopeful glimpse of your world.
Thanks Robyn, and welcome!
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