The mornings have turned cooler ~ the grasses and flowers are putting themselves to rest. So, above ~ a photo ~ a reminder of what was and what will happen yet again. But next we move on to frost on the pumpkins (if we had any). The dog sleeps in! I wake early and sit in the envelope of darkness ~ I wait and watch slow slivers of morning arrive. The reflections on the windows erase images of me and open to what is possible in the beyond. My hands come away cold when I press them to the glass ~ Nothing stays the same. Here's to what is next ~ may it hold us each and all in love. xo