Not summer or fall
Half moon rides high in night sky
Crisp breezes enchant
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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You made go to look for my sweater.
And I finally get to wear the denim shirt I bought to replace my fifteen-year-old one.
That time of the year where it takes triple the time to get dressed because you just don’t know what to wear!
Right. That,too. 🙂
Sounds like an exhilarating night!
It was lovely. The moon has been outside my window every evening this week.
I love this weather. Cool mornings, warm afternoons. Perfect.
I do love it. This afternoon we played our word game out under the trees while the squirrels scurried around.
Yes!!
Oh yes!!
Nice Haiku!
Thanks, Resa.
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