I am participating in Gratitude Week 2017 which is hosted by the very lovely Michelle at Michellegd.com. It is for one week and open to anyone.
One of the things in my life I am so consistently grateful for is bearing witness to the change in seasons. I have been graced to live in Haddonfield for 39 years and there has been no finer place on the planet to watch this beauty unfold.
I took this picture last week. I was struck by the contrast of the unseasonal warm weather and the stark November landscape. If the weatherman is right about this week, you better go looking for that sweater.
And I stumbled upon this poem awhile ago and I think it is perfect for this month.
The Birds
BY LINDA PASTAN
I hear you Bernadette! As a desert dweller, and a summer heat survivor, I have never been so grateful for season change and cooler weather!
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“teaching all of us
with their tailfeathers
the true north.
”
Wonderful end to a beautiful poem. I am s grateful for birds, for trees, for a fresh breeze on my face.
Thanks Bernadette
miriam
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Oh, that’s a beautiful poem!!
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I love the spring, summer and autumn in South Africa, Bernadette. They are all pretty much the same with lovely hot weather between 25 and 35 degrees Celsius. I don’t like winter at all.
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I can’t even imagine the supreme beauty of Africa. I am sure I wouldn’t like winter either if I lived there.
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Perfect poem for those seasonal changes, Bernadette! 🙂 We’ve enjoyed an unusually warm October and November, but temps dipped down today and snow predicted to greet us tomorrow. xo
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I lived for 20 years in the SF bay area, where the coldest winter day hit 45 degrees, and many January days hit 70. So I’m reaching for your gratitude for the winter season in New England. I do appreciate the sharp blue sky on a frigid day, a reading chair by the fireplace as the snow falls, soft classical music warming up my soul inside when it’s 20 degrees outside. xo
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The first snowfall of the season is magical☃️
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I agree with you about the change of seasons, Bernadette. I do love the distinct changes. The poem is lovely. In my area, I’ve been noticing a surprising number of RVs packing up and heading down the interstate. I think I even saw them in an V formation. 😀
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I hope they weren’t honking too loud😆
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They were honking so loud I couldn’t hear myself sobbing. 😥
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You are the best! I wish you were my neighbor.
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that photo is stunning and the poem fit beautifully
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Stunning and yes so grateful for the seasons!
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Your photos of the Palouse speak to your enjoyment of the seasons.
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❤️❤️❤️
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