“Fall teaches us that letting go is not the fall, but the space for something unseen to begin.”
This week unfolded like a painting of new tones, branches cracking, geese lifting into the fog, chickadees daring to trust the hand awaiting with wonder. Silence, though not empty, was alive, a shifting presence carrying both warning and wonder.
The cove reminded us that even in stillness, transformation is never far. Leaves fall, trees splinter, shadows stretch, but in the letting go, something is always preparing to begin again.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
Next week, the fog will arrive, and with it, shapes that will not stay hidden. What will you see in the fog?
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What a beautifully evocative reflection! 🍂 Your words capture the delicate balance between letting go and new beginnings with such lyrical grace. I love how you make the quiet, often overlooked moments—like geese lifting or chickadees daring—feel profound and full of meaning. The imagery of the cove and the approaching fog invites the reader to pause, reflect, and embrace the mystery of change. Truly, this piece is both calming and inspiring, a gentle reminder that every ending carries the seed of a fresh start.
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Thank you for that beautiful reflection and reading and supporting me along the way , I hope you have an amazing day weekend
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You are so fortunate to live in nature, Kerri. The cove is a special place, and I am thankful you have shared it with us.
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Thank you my beautiful friend, I definitely am.
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