When the trees their summer splendor
Change to raiment red and gold,
When the summer moon turns mellow,
And the nights are getting cold;
When the squirrels hide their acorns,
And the woodchucks disappear;
Then we know that it is autumn,
Loveliest season of the year
Charlotte L. Riser
GOOD MORNING !
It is a grand morning here, slowly waking up and savoring ever sip of my ‘good’ coffee. Vacation days are wonderful. DD and I are off to breakfast and shopping . She says there are some craft stores in one of the towns nearby that I haven’t been to , so we’ll go check them out. I’ll be letting you know tomorrow what ‘treasures’ were found. Since she’s has her doctor’s appointment at 3 this afternoon, I’ll be home early enough to even get some more of the things I didn’t get done on Saturday done…
***BIG SMILE***
Have a great day all !
MA
Autumn to winter,
winter into spring,
Spring into summer,
summer into fall,
So rolls the changing year,
and so we change;
Motion so swift,
we know not that we move
Dinah Maria Mulock
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www.amretasgraphics.com
2 comments:
OH how nice craft stores. I really need to get mybutt going on crafts. figure out what to do for Nov craft days.
I love strolling through craft stores. Looking forward to hearing what you bought, if anything.
Bless you.
Barb- http://journals.aol.com/barbpinion/HEYLETSTALK
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