Shedding LightSubmitted by Carol on Tue, 09/24/2013 - 08:50
I'm beginning to understand why a squirrel doesn't need to be taught to store food for winter. Equal days and nights alone make me want to gather in. I cringe through endless hours of drizzle. Something akin to mourning brings a longing for bright skies. Today the promise of sunshine sends me outdoors to finish end-of-summer tasks.