I’ve been starting some of my mornings sitting in my backyard gazing off into the woods
Listening to the birds crickets and other insects are cacophony of silence nature in its splendor
The gentle breeze stirs the leaves on the tree as sunlight infuse them with such a verdant green color that has begun to shift towards amber- scarlet hues
I feel the gentle breeze on my skin; a hint of coolness, subtleties of autumn
I see delicate spiderwebs shimmer as the sun catches and reflects in each droplet of dew
I hear a hawk, more near now searching for prey in the morning sunlight
There is so much promise in the morning light
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