Category: Falling Leaves
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When Leaves Fall, Let Them Be (Leaves Are Meant to Fall)
Upon Observation Leaves don’t have a direction; they simply release themselves, letting go, even trusting, perhaps, the direction inherent in all of life as we filter and sift through what was, what is, and what will be. Most Beloved Middle Fall Chilly Morning, but gloriously warm afternoon I am in the quiet of the afternoon…
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Celebrate the Seasons! Gorgeous Garden Photos by Most Beloved
A Note from Most Beloved Sometimes, I journal my cat tales. Sometimes, (okay, quite a bit of time) I nap. Oftentimes, I munch and crunch on num-nums while journaling. And the rest of the time? Time when I’m not napping, paw-printing my way through my cat tales, and snacking on num-nums? I snap photographs of…
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A Photo Gallery of Midwest Gardens in Bloom
Celebrate the Seasons through Flowers At Gardens at Effingham, we celebrate spring, summer, winter, and fall through the joy of our perennial gardens. Enjoy the gardens in full bloom through this photo gallery of the seasons. Spring Beauty Spring and summer bring a spectacular display of early, mid, and late blooming flowers, shrubs, and trees:…
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Seeing the Gardens: A Cat’s Eye View
Seeing the Gardens: A Cat’s Eye View …Says She, Making a List Doves in the ground applesYellow and red chrysanthemums Orange Canna Lillie still bloomingLilirope (lily turf) blooming. Birds—little birds and songbirds—bathing in the water garden fallsChipmunk? Not yet, though perfect day for sunningSquirrels? NoWhite moths, YesYellow Goldfinches? Now brown Apples groundedThough still some red…
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The Cat, Considering Fall, Wists Melancholy
Fall Brings Melancholy and Reflection Fall brings melancholy and reflection. Earth, plants, trees, and flowers all begin to prepare for whatever journey life intends for them. Seeds scatter, birds migrate, bumble bees still cover themselves in pollen from flowers still blooming. Lavender is blooming again, still a dark purple, still vibrant and healthy, but fewer…
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Paradise Lost
From the Journals of Most Beloved November 17, 2019 Sunday, cold now, but beautiful and sunny earlier But now is not beautiful. Now is a somber moment where heart heavy, I share a sad moment. In gardens that ordinarily bring joy throughout the seasons, today brings only the cold chill of finding the harshness in…



