November 9:
Carpets of Leaves blanket the Forest Floor in preparation for Winter Sleep. I do not know when that Magical Moment arrived when most of the Leaves fell. It surely must have come on the Night and Day of the Hard Freeze.
I shall have to watch more closely next time. Nature teases me with how little I know of Her Delights.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
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I hope you don't mind me saying that you remind me of my grandmother "Mamaw." Not because of your age (which I don't know, anyway.) Mamaw died about 15 years ago, much too soon, at the age of 67. I mean you remind me of the way she lived.
The older I get, the more I want to emulate her. Every time I read your blog, I get a sort of wistful feeling and it makes me miss her all over again... but in a good way. Again--I hope you don't mind me saying so.
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