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Do you feel, as I do, there's joy in every season? Do you nevertheless appreciate (as I do) the occasional sweet reminder?
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I wrote about this back when we lived on Bickley's Pond, and as this is election day, it seems a fine time for a re-visit of something beautiful, something simple, something on which we can all agree. May I present:
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November's Promise
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(a post from 2015, on The Daily Grace)
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The fallen leaves, the bare trees, the move ahead toward winter, bare and bleak. But for this sweet blossom, which has an altogether more enchanting approach.
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Sending you love and light!
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