Behold November 26, 2017November 26, 2017 ~ Ali Grimshaw © Ali Grimshaw 2017 AdvertisementSend a poem to your friends.Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
What a lovely image and your beautiful words paint such a tender world…autumn! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Beautiful! I do agree our childlike innocence is still cared for by mother nature …if we open our eyes to it. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Yes, we mistakenly take mother natures awesome colours for granted sometimes, it’s great to be reminded of her beauty. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
like I’ve slept through the Autumns
that
came before.
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Thanks for the reflection Kirsten.
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What a lovely image and your beautiful words paint such a tender world…autumn!
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Thank you. It has been a feast for the eyes.
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It really can look new each and every year!
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It really has surprised me this year. Amazing colors.
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Beautiful! I do agree our childlike innocence is still cared for by mother nature …if we open our eyes to it.
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Me too.
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Yes, we mistakenly take mother natures awesome colours for granted sometimes, it’s great to be reminded of her beauty.
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Agreed and we often don’t need to go far. This photo was taken in my neighborhood.
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