I can unpack but I get lost when it comes to putting things away!! A quarter to nine and so DARK outside . The trees are slowly,turning but I am afraid that the moisture does not allow one to,throw they up in the air or kick them around in the wind or to jump into them and crush them into a fine powder of orange,yellows ,greens and red. So love while you can and who you can, for these moments do not come often enough to waste them. In the fall love is all around. The clouds, the wind beginning to chill your cheeks, and fingers cold, needing the touch of another hand to hold and blow on them . The colours of the leaves , the smell,of the trees, the food ,the stews, the soups, the pumpkin pies, the turkey stuffed and roasting, the scent of hot breads, the cozy fire, with the smoke curling through the Forrest . Even outdoors sitting around the fire pit sipping what ever makes you warm and toasty, sharing it with someone who really wants to be with you wrapped up in a quilt,is still a damn good memory to be put away for the future when you need to remember a time when love was yours.
Posted on: Sun, 29 Sep 2013 04:10:43 +0000
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