The signs of fall are all around us — brightly colored leaves, birds migrating south, leaves falling, and colder temperatures. Isn’t it beautiful?
I’m writing a short post for
A Quick Hello
today.
I’ve got lots of things planned for today but wanted to send out a few photos and a poem to brighten your day.
Have you ever listened to bird song with awe and appreciation? When I was growing up on the farm we always had wrens nesting near the clothes lines behind the house. And when I hung out clothes to dry I got to hear their them singing often. For tiny birds they have a mighty voice. Here is a poem by Mary Oliver about wren song…
He was positively drenched in enthusiasm,
I don’t know why. And yet, why not.
I wouldn’t persuade you from whatever you believe
or whatever you don’t. That’s your business.
But I thought, of the wren’s singing, what could this be
if it isn’t prayer?
So I just listened, my pen in the air.
— Mary Oliver
Have a beautiful day!
May you walk in beauty.
This tree across the street from us never fails to amaze me in the fall
Leaves floating on the surface of the pond
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