I love autumn:
the crisp crunch of air that swirls up skirts and the skitter of leaves creeping across the drive;
and the scent of smoke and pine, fresh honesty and cinnamon, sprinkled with nutmeg;
the golden glow that imbues the natural world with a wild sort of wisdom and the bulging yellowed moon recalling favorite mistakes.
Most of all, I love living here in the wilderness, the place I call home, the home where I feel complete and whole and unashamed, a child of the flowers, the trees, the sky, and the silky streams tinkling their icy sweetness.
Monday, October 13, 2008
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3 comments:
Outstanding!
Autumn's my favourite time of year, too. See? I visited you. :)
I've been reading your older entries - you've got some great stuff here. And good luck with the queries!
@anthony: thank you
@karen: welcome! it's good to see you here...thank you for your kind comments & well-wishes.
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