Monday, November 05, 2007

Falling Leaves

The leaves are falling.
The wind is gusting.

Each leaf is a blessing.

This is sacred ground.

These are holy days.

I am writing.
I am sitting on the deck.
I am one with the falling leaves.

5 comments:

  1. I wish I were sitting with you. You have the very best view.

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  2. Dear Mary,
    I wish you were sitting with me too!
    I had to have my blanket early this morning as I was chilled.
    One of these days we will sit together and laugh and watch birds and butterflies!
    Hugs,
    Sherry

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    Dearest Sherry,

    Oh I love these pictures, the leaves falling, the dove, the blankie on the feet, and the flowers.

    :::sigh:::

    Love,

    *sprite

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    Sherry Dear heart~

    I meant to also say that this is
    'Sacred Ground' and these are
    'Holy Days,' indeed!

    I am with you.

    Blessings,

    *sprite

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  5. Dearest Sprite,
    I am so very grateful for your kindness and friendship. I live in the city with traffic and sirens but the wind blew those sounds away. Tucked under my blanket with the wind I could feel the holiness of the day. As I warmed up I knew all ground is sacred. I am only the steward of my little backyard.
    It is a honour to share this space with you.
    Blessings are everywhere.
    Hugs,
    Sherry

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