the fallen leaves that jewel the ground ~
Dear friends,
We are truly within the arms of October here in the little corner of North Carolina where I reside. The mornings greet me dark indigo & slowly lift to grey, the air smelling cold, wet, & mysterious, the yellow Chrysanthemum finally in bloom. I wonder what it is like where you are ~
This month's missive will be but a short one that none the …
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