I love the light this time of year. The way it slants across the landscape.
It is especially gorgeous when it is shining between the clouds and the earth as it rises or sets. Every leaf has its own shadow: red, gold, orange, green, set in bold relief.
Dan’s grandmother — Nanny — is not doing well.
Sometimes I honestly don’t know what to pray for.
Peace. That’s all I can wish for, I guess. Its definition isn’t up to me.
Red Pen Mama 
*hugs*
Thanks, chica. Waiting for the inevitable is hard.
ciao,
rpm
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