The heart of my vocational life is to bear authentic and courageous witness.
First day of Autumn permission granted for acorns to fall
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October pond flown away ducks the harvest moon
The native honeysuckle in a timely manner bows to June
Did not migrate South for this slew of foggy days so far from the sea
war clouds obliterate the crimson moon
the bunnies have returned to decimate the violets
thirty years ago fading ivory dogwoods still missed
haughty cherry trees choose to ignore the February forecast
Slowly around the lake in search of thumping acorns
