in my father’s house…

winter dreams winter sadness winter thoughts frozen wings

may you have a wonderful and peaceful holiday…

thanks…giving…

White…

walking along the road in the dying light…

pumpkins and leaves…dying beauty…

the days are getting shorter and the nights longer…

Prayer for peace… I read and walked for miles at night along the beach, writing bad blank verse and searching endlessly for someone wonderful who would step out of the darkness and change my life. It never crossed my mind that that person could be me.– Anna Quindlen

Fall