Autumn mood

Autumn mood

Autumn wasn’t a season I enjoyed when I was younger, more synonymous with cemetery than cocooning, but I got to know it.   This year, I am tasting its fawn colours every day when I walk the dog. The wet smells of mushrooms and leaves fill the air along the...
When the sun rises

When the sun rises

When the sun rises and the clouds are away, the light enters the room and paints the walls in a warm color. So I come in to wake up the little girl who lives here. When I whisper sweet words to her ear, she smiles. When I caress her back, she laughs. And that laughter...
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