The One Eyed Oak
looked at me.
I was called to his ivy bed.
Acorns fell.
I listened for a story.
looked at me.
I was called to his ivy bed.
Acorns fell.
I listened for a story.
"It is time to gather.
It is time to harvest.
It is time to harvest.
Stories are for cooler days."
Oh.
Back to work.
2 comments:
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Sherry,
These are very wonderful photos. I love the color of the orange flowers and the black butterfly. Reminds me of October.
October is almost here, can you believe it?
Love that tree!
*sprite
Dear Sprite,
The One Eyed Oak looks at me every day. I see this amazing tree out of my office window. I just know he has stories to tell.
I also thought the Black Swallowtail in the Marigolds look Octoberish.
I am so excited to almost be in October. I plan to begin decorating on Friday.
Love,
Sherry
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