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Beautiful words and photos Karen! xx

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Lovely writing today.

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Thank you!

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Wonderful! the swifts flying over the water a particular treat and the green heron! Brilliant photography.

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Thank you!

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We finally got a break from the record breaking triple digits… only 91 today and low humidity… and this week they are predicting temperatures only in the 80’s…. Now if we can just get some rain …. Slight chance Thursday…. This weekends rain went south and west of us. Love your piece and the pictures. So beautiful ❤️😍👍. I really miss the cool autumn temperatures and the colorful leaves in Missouri…. ❤️😍🍁🌻

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I'm glad you are finally getting a break and hope you get rain! We need rain badly again too. I don't think we will have much for fall colors this year, but I could be wrong.

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Isn’t Fall exhilarating? Wonderful piece, thank you!

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:) It is! Thank you.

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All of this for only $18 a year! Jump on this kids. Best deal going!

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Thank you Sandy!

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Wow! Lovely poetry selection and fabulous photography. A real treat for my Sunday morning! Thank you.

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Thank you!

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I love sun flowers too. I spotted a field of them that I had never noticed before when I was driving home from the hospital last week. Lots of love xx

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Thank you Cali! It's always nice to see your face pop up here. Lots of Love!

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So beautiful—the entire reading and visual experience overall—thank you for sharing such reflective and deliciously alive seasonal beauty with all of us here. 🌞🪽🌻🍁

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Thank you Veronica!

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Every day here brings us closer to one of my favorite seasons (I have four favorites), and one of my favorite things to see is a wild sunflower patch. I even wrote a little ode once for the wild sunflowers.

last blossom of the dry and brittle season

when hope stands alone on burned dusty verges

radiating and radiating and radiating

brilliant, multi-petaled joy that

arcs with the sun, a

joy unundiminshed by early frosts that

whisper of the winter

all must face,

I must face,

my own self a last blossom,

a dry and brittle whisper

moved by early frosts

but moved too

by a blossom of

radiant, brilliant, multi-petaled joy.

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Oh my gosh, I LOVE this poem. Thank you for sharing it! And I love "one of my favorite seasons (I have four favorites)"

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Typos and all?

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I didn't notice any typos! :) I have a pretty strong ability to read right through any misspellings and typos - sometimes a gift, sometimes a curse!

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“That squawk belies their elegance in the air, they seem to deserve a more sophisticated voice.” Yes! I walked this morning along the river near me, and saw a dozen or so blue herons and white egrets, so lovely in flight, their voices so — guttural. 😮

And: The 9/4 sunrise picture is stunning!

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Ha ha, it's SO true. That's awesome to see so many! Thank you!

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Beautiful. Thank you!

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Thank you Patricia!

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Such poetic description! I’m so eager for fall as well!

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Thank you Cathy!

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In tropical South Florida the inter-season "weavings" are almost imperceptible. You really have to have an electron microscope of the soul to see and sense the changes, but they are there. A slight temperature drop, a hint of a breeze, a tad less humidity...And it all makes one perk up their nose and sniff! :-) Like the song from "West Side Story," "Somethin's coming..."

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I love that you can detect it!

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