I thought I had saved up enough newspapers, but I quickly ran out. Then I scrounged around for cardboard, and still didn’t have everything covered. The cardboard wasn’t easy to mold to curve edges. I finally filled in the gaps with paper grocery bags.
If winter is slumber and spring is birth, and summer is life, then autumn rounds out to be reflection. It’s a time of year when the leaves are down and the harvest is in and the perennials are gone. Mother Earth just closed up the drapes on another year and it’s time to reflect on what’s come before.
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