Rain slips through the forest while birch leaves whisper and earth drinks in sustenance. God made this day too! Gray skies absorb the sunshine to share mild light with the calm white lake. The rusty leaf carpeton the forest floorsips blessing as it diesand younger leaves yellowthen swirl gracefully downlike silent charmsto nest and restContinue reading “The Gift of this Gray Day”
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