Even when you think the waters over your head won’t recede, eventually they do. They tend to leave a mark as a reminder of what you’ve overcome.
Somedays we may find ourselves in the shadows. Thankfully there is always a bright spot drawing us out into the beautiful world.
Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns. – George Eliot
Yes, still in the Badlands. I think you’d have to be a bit feisty to grow here. This post is in honor of my determined and loving aunt Marian who loved trees.
Fool the eye, perhaps? Things are not always as they seem. Happy Pumpkin Spice -er Halloween!
A friend teased me once about all my photos of leaves. I just get in closer and take more.
Is there a proper way to admire fall foliage? Yeah probably not. Just remember to look up when when under a tree for a spectacular view.
This loveliness infuses me with joy. I could dance under these trees. If it were socially acceptable, of course.
I’m a planner of sorts. I like it when a something goes unexpectedly well. I get the gift of time.