The sun rose almost an hour ago.  I looked at the clock – 6: 11.  The light through the days and seasons is a beautiful gift to observe and enjoy.

A few short poems from my archives:

night sky
seeing stars
through leaves

raindrop balances
on a branch
almost Autumn

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An acrostic for Autumn:

A dore with no need for a moment to
U nderstand this beauty
T rust and
U nderline with words, painting, photo . . . this
M oment
N ow and always

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to the store
on old beloved roads
light and wind
through fields of corn
birds fly together

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Poems are by Ellen Grace Olinger.

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Our jewelweed is blooming.  This photo is by “Paul Sherman of wpclipart dedicated to the Public Domain.”