“When we lose these woods, we lose our soul. Not simply as individuals, but as a people.” ― Kevin Walker
“Spring passes and one remembers one’s innocence.
Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.
Autumn passes and one remembers one’s reverence.
Winter passes and one remembers one’s perseverance.”
― Yoko Ono
Torlila–“Many people don’t believe in fairies, but if you look real close they’re always there.”
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“There is no season in all the year so beautiful, so radiant with glory, as the early autumn. There is no time when the human soul drinks in so fully the glory and beauty of nature. All objects of beauty are more beautiful while passing away from us. The closing up of a beautiful life—the fading of the holy stars in the dim light of morning—the ending of a quiet summer day and the passing away of the bright summer glory, are all more sweet and lovely as they are lost to us. The death-glow always beautifies anything that wears the trace of beauty ere it goes back to nothingness. We do not understand the secret of this principle, yet we know that it is some law of the infinite mind.” quote: Northern Advocate
The last leaves are shining in the frosty morning sun. Enjoying a quiet stroll through wood and fields. Frost pattern sparkling, the light revealing colours and fine structures of leaves and gras. Just walking and sensing how the change is taking place. And feeling a deep stillness.