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:: these November skies ::

" Than these November skies

is no sky lovelier.

...Not rose, nor amber, nor the scarce late green,

is truly seen -

In all the myriad grey,

in silver height and dusky deep, remain

the loveliest,

faint purple flushes of the unvanquished sky."

{John Freeman}

the sky flames more intense

lightness of golden air

whispers of winter linger softly on the horizon

a time for dreaming


tending to the heart of the soul

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