As winter approaches, reflected in the changing scenery and personal experiences, the author expresses feelings of nostalgia for autumn. Balancing life’s busyness, warmth from family, preparing for a new grandchild, and festive preparations, the author finds joy in simple moments and embraces life’s imperfect beauty. Happy Thanksgiving wishes are shared.
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First of October
The content reflects a joyful transition into October, celebrating autumn’s arrival with vivid imagery of nature’s changes. The author shares her experiences with the KISS Writing challenge and expresses excitement for her daughter’s upcoming birthday. Prepared for autumn with decorations, she looks forward to the season’s warmth and festivities.
Solstice
The post reflects on winter’s arrival, the longest night, and the mix of cozy feelings and longing for family during the holidays. The author shares personal thoughts on healing after surgery, the frustration of being unable to drive, and expresses festive wishes for Christmas and the New Year, filled with love and joy.
Indian Summer
Indian Summer Sun sits high in October skiesin fields of blue where eagle fliesGeese frolic as the chipmunks playon this Indian summer day. The warm sweat drips down from my brow,wishing fall would break, here and now.Watching crimson leaves blow astrayon this Indian summer day. Soon the autumn will come unboundwith frost like diamonds onContinue reading “Indian Summer”
First Frost
The content reflects the arrival of autumn and the writer’s enjoyment of the season. They describe the pleasant weather, their activities, and a unique sighting of Starlink satellites. The post also includes plans for the weekend and a mood of reflection. The writer expresses excitement for autumn and shares their relaxed weekend plans.
Banks of the Potomac
Banks of The Potomac Late summer moving in slow motion,surrounded by green on country trails,the brazen sun burning our skinas water gurgles against the rockson the banks of the Potomac. A father and son cast on the North Branch,tackle plunking down, reels whizzing,pulling a croaking catfish from indigo waters.I watch and smile, filled with fondContinue reading “Banks of the Potomac”
The Finish Line
The Finish Line Clouds hang overhead geese crowd the banks when the rain starts to fall the farmer gives thanks. The harvest has passed with bountiful yields winter is fast coming there’s frost in the fields. Feel the push of the wind and the bite of the cold his skin etched with time bones fragileContinue reading “The Finish Line”
Never What You See
Never What You See Twilight comes early in November cold the migrant geese cry and stake their claim as I walk in my solitary world where darkness rules and light is scarce and loneliness adds beauty to life. I have been restless for as long as I can remember but there is change inContinue reading “Never What You See”
Colleen Keller Breuning 