Feeling Gratitude for…

Beauty

Color

Light

Dark

Tall Pine Trees

The smell of fall in the air

Grace

Daydreams

Water

Rivers

As the leaves cascade down and fall moves towards winter I am reminded of this poem. It helps me remember that no matter what the season, there is beauty to be found, different things to see.

There is light everywhere.

Barn's burnt down—
now 
I can see the moon.
   — Mizuta Masahide

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May you walk in beauty.

May you experience gratitude.

May you see light everywhere.

Photos in today’s post were made during a hike I took yesterday along the Saint Croix River at William O’Brien State Park.