Seems like November rolls in wrapped in cashmere...steamship grey and dusky shale clouds dance around the sun and soften it, shifting the light at teatime. Afternoon arrives and then too soon disappears into night. One of my yoga students expressed her love of daylight saving time...she felt the early twilight brought families
hearth side and tucked in close to home. Nice thought. Comfort. Respite. All the things we seek to ward of the chill outside.
This season begins the time of rest for Nature, even as we scurry and scamper toward the holidays. Crows still banter only with quieter voice and hawks fly closer to the treetops. My favorite owl still shows himself in the backyard woods...he watches over with wise eyes and a tilted head. Sometimes he preens and poses, with silver white wings outstretched before he retreats back into his feathered self.
sending peace.
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