Daily I watch the trees starting to turn…first a slight lightening of the leaves
The weight of their slumber is like a shooting light upon the lush green of the land.
The morning and evening air is more purple than rose, moving toward the light lavender of winter
Our grandchildren were here for the weekend—one more time before school starts (today).
Linkin, our oldest granddaughter loves to take photos (a wee bit like her grandmother, I think 🙂 )
Capturing this busy little bee covered in pollen
In the dancing light—she generously allowed me to share these with you. Thank you, Linky!
Summer…gradually it is vanishing…like a ghost flitting through a forgotten graveyard.
The birds on their migratory flights…tell us…Autumn is coming.
Stand with me to welcome in that glorious, wondrous, bright season between Summer and Winter
From my heart to your world,