Sunday, November 1, 2009

Autumn Burned Brightly

"Autumn burned brightly,
a running flame through the mountains,
a torch flung to the trees."
~ Faith Baldwin

Good Sunday morning...

It's chilly, but dry, and the clouds are gliding across the sky as I anticipate the sunrise. Quiet calm lulls the valley, decorated with evergreen trees and branches of red, yellow, burgundy, and orange leaves... The clouds continue to move, but they are thickening where the light shines. Will clouds shroud my cresting sun?

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