Today the coolness of autumn seemed to sweep in on us in a silent, surprising way. One day it was muggy and made for air-conditioning, and now today is a day for sweaters and seeing your breath. (Well, not quite.) I did feel a little chilled most of the day. In fact, for the first time this season I donned a sweater, and even thought of a coming-soon fire in our fireplace. Ah, the mysterious and always shifting ways of nature …
Our front yard chalkboard poem for today …
Busy bees and gardener …
a haiku poem
silent and patient …
the gardener loves her work …
her garden loves her …
EVERYDAY MIRACLES: An Occasional Journal of a Life Lived in Wonder 