This summer I underwent a sea change. I had plenty of time at Two Lakes to stop and look at mist over the fields, listen to rain, and follow ravens. I got down to soul-level.
Today is the Autumn Equinox, and I'm all about keeping the soul-level close at hand. Rosehips, blackberries, fresh-baked bread, soup from scratch, tall wet grass, spiderwebs outlined in dew, leaves showing through the fog, blue smoke . . . Keep me grounded, Autumn; keep me with you.
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