Geese flying overhead in perfect formation.
Trees and their colorful leaves transforming.
Corn harvesting.
Farm animals roaming.
And this -
Magical autumn light.
Hoping.
Secret Language
I’ve heard they speak a secret language.
I’ve heard they communicate in words we cannot see.
Wandering and wondering….
What words of wisdom?
What words of advice?
What might they be whispering to me?
Ready or Not
I’ve always loved this season.
This one that my heart knows home.
This year - I’m questioning.
I’m not ready.
I am.
Winter has arrived.
Ready or not?
She’s here.