Green Ceiling
Before the leaves turned, and before the weather changed, there was green. Along the trails, the sun lit the forest, worthy of being seen.
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I Stood In The Rain
The other day, I went outside seeking a connection to the those now gone.
Specifically, I was looking for the one we loved, the one we call, John.
The Story of the Show Tree
This tree dazzled all that passed by, with its’ brilliance in color and personality.
But I paid attention when it beckoned, and I listened to what it had to say to me.
Tree In Change
It was said, don’t fly too high, or get too close to the sun.
But the trees climb to light, and show themselves to everyone.
Low Ceiling
Sometimes the sky is freedom, other times it presses like a heavy load. Either way, you can’t go wrong with the view from the old Dryer Road.
The Property (Ours and Flowers)
We are so busy in our lives. There’s time, but too rare is it that time, we make. Mostly, it is the allowances that we welcome, our time it does take. So, slow down, take ten minutes or so, and go where this takes you. It’s safe I assure you, and visit as often as you would like to.
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