”Change is not a process for the impatient.” ~Barbara Reinhold
This has been the most exquisite fall in recent memory. The sky inviting beyond measure; the clouds a master painting. Today, I saw a tree that seemed to call my name. It was so beautiful to me that I must have sounded like I was stoned because Marie and Crystal stared at me as if to say, “what is she on?” When they finally asked which tree exactly I was going on about, I realized they didn’t see it the same way I did. It was my polarized sunglasses. Or was it?
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