We’re easing into late fall, light morning frosts hinting at what’s to come. I’m pretty sure this photo was taken during our last ride... Read More
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… on the last roses
Petals to Stars… From pinks, to creams And creams to browns As cool breezes prevail The roses souls Retreat inside And golden leaves set sail... Read More
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… on changes
Late yesterday afternoon, I walked by the front window and happened to glance outside, toward the country road that passes in front of our... Read More
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… on being the change
Every year as September becomes comfortable in New England, a teeny tiny Island in the middle of a small pond reaches out to the spiritual... Read More
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… on small town allowances
One of the reasons we moved to Dunstable, back in the early 90s, was that the town was made up of such a mix... Read More
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… on rent-dodging birds
Fall’s falling quickly, warmth it ceases Folks starting to break out their fleeces It’s time for all these northern geeses To break their landlord’s hearts and... Read More
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… on an early chilly fall morning
Early chilly morning fall With just a speck of red Thoughts of comfy socks and fires Are dancing in my head Colors coming quickly... Read More
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… a poem because I walked into a falling leaf
Today I walked through a breeze of leaves swirling and whirling and dancing with trees, who bustled and leaned and reached and grasped, trying... Read More