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| Rainbow across my field and front yard, Peacham Vermont_10.9.2014 |
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Dearest
Readers,
Autumn
in Vermont has a soul that lures me into the landscape. Nature has become my religion. Long walks and quiet contemplations outdoors with Etta (my dog) are
conduits for soulful leaps of internal joy and existential soaring. The
mysteries of a maple forest, expanses of shocking sky-scapes and silent
meditations by Martin’s Pond here in Peacham Vermont transport me to bliss.
It’s like Mardi-Gras before Lent. Gaudeamus Igitur before the snows begin
to fly. Leaves fall. Vistas open up and suddenly I'm connected to something much bigger than myself.
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| Etta and I explore a forest of young maples_Peacham Vt_10.8.2014 |
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| Setting sun in the trees outside my front window near Hapenny Rd in Peacham Vt_10.9.2014 |
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| Etta at Martin's Pond with setting sun_Peacham Vt_10/7/2014 |
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| My wine, cheese, bread and peanut butter at Martins's Pond in Peacham (Some for Etta too) |
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| Final sun at Martin's Pond_Peacham Vt_10.7.2014 |
So beautiful and soulful Cecelia. I love you!
ReplyDeleteThanks Ruth!
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