all the green leaves
wind and sun . . .
Our summers are short here. Each month has its own special quality. For example, this poem is from August 6, 2014.
to love each day
one gold leaf
on the birch tree
Ellen Grace Olinger
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Your summer sounds so much more pleasant than ours just now. We have green, but we have oppressive heat, too — not much sitting out in the breezes around here. My goal for this day? Learning to love the heat I have to work in!
Hi Linda, Hope your day goes well. Take care, Ellen
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