Colder weather, a smell of snow in the air. Freezing winds and dark clouds. Leaves falling. Bare branches whipping each other. Crows and geese fleeing hurriedly in a southerly direction.Other foraging the last life-sustaining nourishment.
Harvesting Hope. Facing Cold, Death.
Posted in Life, Nature, Seasons
Tagged Autumn, birds, cold, color, Fall, geese, leaves, survival, wind
Sometimes, You have to look way down to find the poetry of nature
It hides Beauty in many shadowy places
It has been a few years since my last blogging venture. Mainly due to illness, I had to cut on my writings and others activities. I really missed the sharing of ideas and the contacts with many readers. Am now 69 years old and trying to be as active as possible. My little friend Pumpkin is still taking good care of me and me of him. 😀
I hope you will find something of interest in my postings and don’t forget to write some feedbacks.