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Though I confess winter’s cold and snow makes traveling difficult, winter is my season. It is the season for my eyes. Nature is naked. Perfect imperfection dances in twisted branches, dry plant stalks, and dried grass. Spring’s glory hides so…..
Welcome my friend autumn. Welcome to your reminder that without an app, electronic reminder, nor swayed by even time itself, you arrive. Welcome to your reminder that even stillness and drawing down can be glorious. Welcome to your reminder that even that which is cast off…..
i am the beauty of summer caressing fall i am the shadow upon the mountain i am the undaunted seed finding the sun i am a rock mountain resting in a small hand. i am the mud prints holding the presence of elk. i am the rustling leaves…..
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