“When I heard the sounds of soft weeping, I
searched far and beyond for the source of the
sorrowful sound.
Above and below I searched.
Under and around I looked.
I peeked between and through.
Yet never did I find the source…until I
peered within.”
–Mary Summer Rain, Pinecones Autumn Reflections, Volume One of Pinecones and Woodsmoke
Still thinking about Kathy’s Grief post. Made it out for a walk this morning. Yay images! I came home and was pulled to grab the book and opened to the page. 🙂
Cleaning the house for a comfortable place to be.
Elisa's Spot 
Lovely images. I hope the flowers aren’t weeping as autumn frosts arrive. We had our first (or second?) frost this morning. Let me know if you come up with more insights about grief.
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No frost yet here. Though, that bee wasn’t moving.
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