This wondrous Season has such a power and impact on the bedazzled senses of the beholder, it is the only Season of the year with two names: Autumn and Fall. – Raymond Carlson
The meadows of Yosemite were just beginning to change last week. The wild sunflowers were hanging on and the grass was changing with what appeared to be Midas touch. We will be patient with the leaves for now.
I didn’t talk to the girl sipping her drink, and listening to her music. Dream World? Maybe. She smiled, but it was her presence that gave me the words I needed.
Wind Kisses, Donna