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Putting up the tree on a rainy day in Saluda
November has come to the forest, To the meadows where we picked the cyclamen. The year fades with the white frost On the brown sedge ...
November has come to the forest, To the meadows where we picked the cyclamen. The year fades with the white frost On the brown sedge ...
“Few people know how to take a walk. The qualifications are endurance, plain clothes, old shoes, an eye for nature, good humor, vast curiosity, good ...
“Such trees as there were allowed their leaves to fall—they fell unnoticed—seeming to promise, not without bitterness, to endure another year.” ~ James Baldwin ...
“The stars had stopped falling, just the Milky Way up there so crisp, and turning. The fire had died to coals like always and the ...
falling leaves hide the path so quietly… ~ John Bailey, “Autumn Haiku” After a couple of weeks away in southern France, I’ve returned with ...
The porch swing hangs fixed in a morning sun that bleaches its gray slats, its flowered cushion whose flowers have faded, like those of summer, ...
…And the sun sets, dropping behind the mountain, leaving a blue ridge, a dimming thread of gold… ~ Lois Roma-Deeley, excerpt from “Wild Horses Drink ...
Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ...
“Look, in the early light, Down to the infinite Depths of the deep grass-roots; Where the sun shoots In golden veins….” ~ Michael Field, ...
‘If you can hold all the pain of the world in your heart, but never forget the vastness of the great Eastern sun, then you ...