we wander the waning meadow
stopping to marvel
at every remaining bloom
The Goings Of September
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
we wander the waning meadow
stopping to marvel
at every remaining bloom
Ah, those early autumnal misty mornings! Love the photo and supported, Catherine, by such a great write. Enjoy your day My Friend.
Thanks so much Goff. Have a lovely Sunday!!
Pleasure Catherine. Trusting you have a lovely day too My Friend.
love this path on this beautiful morning
thanks so much Beth