It is not the end of Summer – it is the beginning of Autumn. As I pack away my yard treasures for the winter, I breathe in the crisp air in which a whiff of a firepit floats. I watch as lazy leaves swirl to a soft landing in my garden. I hear the birds rustling in the bushes for berries. I feel thankful as a small breeze ushers me into the house to call a friend that I have been thinking about recently. A walk in the park to celebrate the beauty of the season.
It’s Not the End of Summer by Kathleen Doll Cristofaro
October 1, 2019 by ElderChicks
Definitely a glass-half-full perspective! Just what we need. Think I’ll take a walk right now.
Thank you for reminding me what is important
Thank you for noticing and responding! Connection really counts.