The sound of fallen leaves
Kicked around on the mountain path
Birds flew up calm left
Mountains again. They are your love?
Yes. I love the quietness in the mountain when there aren’t many people around. 🙂
me too 🙂
There is something special about the deep quietness in the mountain. So deep for one thing. 🙂
Yes, it is. And I love to be alone in the woods, but I hate feeling alone 🙂
You are always in my thought. 🙂
I am here. Calm restored.
Hi Ann. Regards…
Regards to you, Carl! Wonderful place to meet, don’t you think?
In Miami things stay greens all year round. Now here in North Carolina I must have raked up a million tons of leaves in my yard. My back is killing me and I got poison oak, poison sumac and poison ivy. You like leaves eh ? You can have all mine free. Just rakem’ and bagem’ yourself.
I wish I could. Here we pile them up to rot and become fertilizer for new plants.
So beautiful, Aki.
Thank you. Glad you think so. 🙂
You ace at IMAGERY 🙂
Thank you again. You are so kind.
You are welcome. 🎀
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