"I have been sitting by my study window, watching swirling gusts of wind blow fallen leaves crazily over the ground. It seems only yesterday that they were resplendent in yellows and golds, russets, and browns; but now, tattered and torn, they lie scattered about, the playthings of every passing breeze and a poignant reminder that the season of biting winds, icy pendants, and whirling snowflakes is near..." -Richard Headstrom, The Living Year

This morning, I was inspired to walk away from my computer, throw on a scarf and step outside...touch the frozen leaves and blades of grass under my feet and listen to the trees. I love Headstrom's description of the transition to winter because each year that passes, I notice these small details less and forget to take the time to stop and observe...breathe. It's nice to be reminded of these quiet, beautiful moments every once and while...


Just Lovely, I'll think I will go to a walk. Thank for this quiet moment.
(12.04.09 @ 12:02 PM)i did the same thing today. so good.
(12.04.09 @ 09:23 PM)I like this very much.
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