my little warlock.
i think its in the crispy air, and the wind that brings to mind a little melancholy,
and this new motivation for nesting.
or maybe its sitting by a fireplace sipping something warm.
the colors of this season are downright blissful,
and i am amazed how these feelings can feel fresh year after year.
glad to be here, though the cold can gather so easily in these older bones.
i embrace the changes this season brings…i am grateful and
feeling exquisitely rich.