Take one ancient maple tree, and multiply by six…
Add a very, very windy day…
And Mother Nature will lay a carpet of gold at your feet.
A dear friend of mine shared one of her favorite poems with me. It’s one of my favorites now, too!
"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns."
Happy Wednesday, my dear readers!