Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Clouds. Oh Joy
There is a change, a difference that signals the beginning of my favorite seasons. Finally..., a breath taken..., that speaks of Nature's willingness to release her fiery assault on this beautiful land that I call my home.
Finally..., a moment when I stand at the edge of my garden, knowing that summer is over and that this distant glow is only a tired old rooster saying good morning to a new day.