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  • Writer's pictureMichele

Dreaming of Autumn

One of the unexpected pleasures of intimately experiencing a tract of land over years or decades, is witnessing the subtle seasonal influence upon local flora and fauna. Are there more robins over-wintering by the springs this season? Witnessing that stunning new-green leaf color in spring. Walking among brilliant prairie flowers, grasses, birds and bees in summer. And witnessing the stunning color show that makes one catch your breath every fall.

And then there are days when you feel the seasonal torch being passed from one to another. There is nothing subtle about it. It’s as if, after a tussle of days or weeks between the two forces, the succeeding season finally triumphs and crowns itself as starting right now!

I long to witness the energy of these seasonal collisions. I will keep watch for them - to savor and share them.



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