In the cold of winter,
with tree limbs now bare,
along the dark road,
stands a beast who stares.
A star in his paw
for a tree made of light,
he waves as you pass,
turn home, don’t turn right.
In the cold of winter,
with tree limbs now bare,
along the dark road,
stands a beast who stares.
A star in his paw
for a tree made of light,
he waves as you pass,
turn home, don’t turn right.
When things feel bleak, remember to look out for all the small, good things that are still happening out there.
We were greeted with a beautiful sunrise right after exiting our voting place. Hoping that today, Americans rejecting hate and fear will turn out.
The kid captured the fireworks-like sunset that followed us all the way through Detroit towards home while we listened to Björk and talked about art.
Let the live woods wholly bloom like flames; strike the match; let their leaves flare with an autumn cry.
Fun antique store discovery. I don’t think many kids were watching tv dramas about neurosurgeons in the 1960’s but that didn’t stop Transogram from releasing this toy kit. Love the faux alligator leather.
We are fortunate to have one of the oldest, and therefore largest, trees in our tiny development. I appreciate the hell out of it and take daily breaks to stand under its welcoming branches, enjoying the colors. I love this tree.
Now that I finally found the DVD, the family enjoyed a new fall tradition of watching Over the Garden Wall together.