Post hard rain, fanciful images of early fall joined me on the back porch with my coffee. Layers of soaking wet leaves spoke to me.
Autumn is well and truly here. Yesterday's hard rain brought trees to relinquish their first children, nurtured from early spring. The stronger children age, grow golden, red, and brown finally dropping into crisp piles of elders creating a last table of nourishment for the kingpins that make up life in the backyard.
Prayer joined with my coffee, strengthening me for my day. What next, I ask.
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