It’s August. Hot and humid. Summer. But I sense the beginning of the turning. Bugs are singing new songs. I love the transitions.
I happened on a tree I had not noticed since I moved here. I am still exploring these 18 acres of overgrown magic.
This is a BIG tree, and so healthy. The deer can reach the bottom but there is more than enough to share. There is just food everywhere.
I am going to take a break. Spend some time wandering through the forest with new friends. Observing. Watching for change. Season is my teacher. I’ll just shut up for a while and look. Listen. Dream a bit. Maybe I’ll learn something.
See ya later.
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