Fall + Bee Stings
Monday, October 29, 2018
A gust of cold air.
Drizzly mornings.
Snow on the mountains.
Firewood delivered.
Seas of yellow, gold and red.
And bee stings.
Nesting into the colder seasons has begun.
Mushroom chowder and toasted sourdough.
Sheepskin lined slippers.
Merino grandpa cardigans.
Mushroom coffee adorned with cinnamon.
Change.
Daylight savings is just around the corner.
Mornings are dark and cold.
Breaking to afternoon sunshine.
My heart is so fragile right now.
The need to explore so great.
Yet to get out seems like a dream.
Sadness looms in my eyes.
To experience life outside the casita.
To take his hand and walk.
Beyond the gate...
Please.
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lo fi life
Sunday, October 7, 2018
frothed mushroom coffee and a sugar cookie coffee scone.
breeze blowing.
wind chimes singing.
leaves starting to fall.
a little yoga.
a little jazz.
windows and door open.
fall candle burning.
hopeful.
sad.
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