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  • Overhead the dark night sky held a mammoth pearl and crushed diamonds that twinkled brighter than the sun. Earth arches her back in swirls and ripples, mixing pollen and leaves in an organic soup. The sun lightly tugged at the hillsides hemlines that showed lavender lace. All around was the hum, crush and crackle of autumn. Surrounding winds sound of fall, of wishes and deeds, and days long past. Summer’s sown oats seed in new fields.

    The Sun rises ever higher and faster, splendor in her rays, steadfast in her resolve.

    I spend my freckles on her fruits - gather this bounty and celebrate harvest. Trying to learn within, winter’s quiet quest.

    Photo: After an early morning swim in the Santa Ana's Winds this morning, I'm met by Corky and Charlie patiently waiting.
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