Autumn is a season of contradictions.
Summer’s lazy days are fading into cooler mornings and chillier nights. Turning calendar pages remind us to get back into the swing of fall.
School’s in. Traffic thickens. Busy begins to fill our calendar days.
In summer’s fading light, shortening days remind us to prepare. To gather our resources, to husband our energy in readiness for the long cold nights of winter to come.
And always, life is calling us to awaken.
I awoke this morning.
Fall is in the air.
Skies are laden. Rain hangs lightly in the air. Leaves are turning. The world is slowly turning golden.
I awoke this morning and remembered I had nowhere to go. Nowhere to be. It is a long weekend Monday.
I lay in the bath. Savoured the early morning quiet. The hot water easing muscles aching from yesterday’s marathon garage clean in preparation of winter’s approach.
I lay in the bath, sipped my latte. Stared up through the skylight at the rain lightly peppering the glass.
Ah yes. Autumn leaves are falling. Nights are growing longer.
I awoke this morning.
Fall is in the air.
Life is calling me to awaken.
Dare Boldly 
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Thank you dear Ana! ❤
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😘😘😘
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Thank you Ana! I so appreciate you and all your amazing support. ❤ Have a beautiful day falling in love with you and your life!
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That all sounds heavenly. Especially the long hot bath part.
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It was Mary! ❤
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quit lolling around in the tube – you’ll get prune-ish. Get up, put on a soup pot … and make something incredible!
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Haha! ANd here I thought I was doing that just by writing! 🙂
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As you are sipping lattes in a hot bath, watching autumn leaves float down to carpet the ground, we, in Eastern Ontario, are sweltering in the unrelentless humidity, as strong winds whip dust particles about. Not sure which scenario is better because both are headed n the same direction – cooler days, even colder nights as winter draws nigh. Winter, a season of peaceful silent splendour of white on white perfection occasionally to be interrupted by blasts of icy waves of snow, ice and sleet that yield undulating dunes of stark whiteness. I choose – ?
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Hmmm…. I choose…. Mexico? 🙂 I guess we’ll just have to live with whatever weather we have on both sides of the country! Yours sounds kind of less appealing… 🙂
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So hard to believe, Louise. It feels like this year just started!
Sweet blessings to you…have a great week!
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I know! Incredible really. Hope you have a beautiful week too dear friend. ❤
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It is t he s tart of spring here but it is cold and wet here more like winter over spring
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I love how our worlds are opposite and so alike! ❤
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