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A Change Of Seasons
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A Change Of Seasons |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
A soft breeze curesses the hills and valley Blue sky with not a cloud but littered with wings Nature ready for winter can not delay Moving quickly to catch a wind soaring sings Colors and sounds high above my space of sight Formations perfect heading away from cold They know packing leaving for them is very right Another cycle wings opening and silent fold When did we stop following the smell of warmth Become watchers and to wander no more..when Do you know what is over the next hill A peek may be when my new self can begin |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
This is wonderful. To follow the migration of the birds with our thoughts, to seek warmth and rejuvenation, to renew our souls. Thank you, ME. |
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peaches73533 Senior Member
since 2001-11-04
Posts 981OK, USA |
What a wonderful way to look at the change of the seasons. Peaches |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
Midnitesun, I love to see the migration in the fall and spring. Glad you liked this. Peaches73533, it is wonderful isn't it. I always wonder where they go and why |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Mother_Earth - I like the changes of the seasons the way you have depicted. Very nice... BC |
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Mother_Earth Senior Member
since 2000-11-20
Posts 13701/2 year Texas & 1/2 year Michigan |
BC, thank you so much |
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