The Sunday Whirl

Even with a line of candlelight, kneeling down on dewy green carpets, touching the living land, my tears come. The wheels of autumn start to roll in, dispensing cool air to dry flowers, and curl brilliant colored leaves for first snowflakes. It is never too late to worship Mother Nature and appreciate the timing of seasons.

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