Bird Song In The Morning
Posted on November 13th, 2008 by Rose
The sun was golden and the garden was filled with bird song when I woke up this morning. After breakfast, I took a walk drinking in the fall air as the leaves crackled beneath my footsteps, a haunting reminder of the cold dreary days ahead.
Autumn Leaves
“Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery” - Annie Dillard
Autumn In The Garden
“The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning and evening.” - Henry David Thoureau
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