don't be in such a hurry Melanie
Oh I am in no hurry at all. This is my favorite season. I don't do hot so well. This is what I see out my bedroom window. I have been watching my might oak for some 30 years. I love it in any season.Much thanks for your comment.Melanie
What is it that draws us to autumn? Perhaps it is the pain of loss, or that awful thing we call melancholy.Do you know Frost's poemTree at my window?http://conjuredsunlight.blogspot.com/search/label/Tree%20at%20My%20Window Thanks for your encouraging comments Melanie. I drop in sometimes into your sensuous and gothic blog.Best wishesDavid
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don't be in such a hurry Melanie
Oh I am in no hurry at all. This is my favorite season. I don't do hot so well. This is what I see out my bedroom window. I have been watching my might oak for some 30 years. I love it in any season.
Much thanks for your comment.
Melanie
What is it that draws us to autumn? Perhaps it is the pain of loss, or that awful thing we call melancholy.
Do you know Frost's poem
Tree at my window?
http://conjuredsunlight.blogspot.com/search/label/Tree%20at%20My%20Window
Thanks for your encouraging comments Melanie. I drop in sometimes into your sensuous and gothic blog.
Best wishes
David
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