Reflections on the changing seasons, and harvesting the gifts.
Wonderful photo. How mysterious if life.
What a funny little message I left. If life what.. you may well ask. That tree does look like a fist doesn't it. A lovely metaphor for us and for our season that seems to be clinging more to what was.
Thought provoking words and the photo matches so well. It is that that in spite of set backs there is growth.
thank you for this reminder that growth is programmed and erupts - i choose to allow growth - to come without clenched fists i allow it to occur - any which way - i trust the programmed process of growth- through the seasons - i welcome growth and i support my own growth - arms outstreched no matter how awkward GROWTH COME Come Growth
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