Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.

I am not ready for this!

No. No. No. I am not ready for this! Do you hear me? I'm not ready.

Not yet. Next week, maybe. The day after I clean my garden for the winter. But, not now!

The leaves on the trees are still green. This just isn't right!

Poor fishy. Looks like he's trying to leap right out of the snow.


  1. I know it was crazy this morning wasn't it! I have so much to do, the garden to clean, storm windows to put up & gutters to clean is the leaves get a chance to fall that is.

  2. Me, too, Kat! It's so strange to see the leaves so green on the trees. I hope they still have time to change color because this block is so beautiful in the Fall! I was waiting to this coming week to clean my garden for the winter; now I'll have to do it in winter gear!


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