Fall's wild, colorful tapestries of yellow, gold, red, russet, orange, brown and green have again captivated and amazed me, even in my sixth-eighth autumn. It never gets old. The season has been so beautiful this year, richly painting my own natural garden and all the wild woods and meadows around us here in the heart of North Carolina. Seeds in abundance appear with no effort on their part that I can see, offering food to all us creatures and the promise of new green growth in a few months. I am awed by the power packed into seeds, big and tiny. Many falls ago I wrote:
What lovely silhouettes, these pregnant weeds,
Most potent time of year, season of seeds!
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This is awesome - I love the way you write! I think this is a great way to keep in touch with everyone.
Love you,
Amy
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