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One “Glorious Leaves” Day

I’m sitting in the Minden library parking lot, using their WiFi because the library is closed on Mondays. No problem – this seems to work although it takes more time to connect.  It’s OK. I’m in no hurry.  This is a “hide away and write” week. I’m staying in my friend’s cottage again and for the next four days,  I will be writing, taking walks in the forest, writing, eating, writing, pondering, writing, reading, writing, sleeping, writing and crocheting up a storm.

Then I’m going to do more writing…and take another long walk.

I am in my glory here. The trees are changing color and there is an awesome reflection of the deeps reds and bright yellows bouncing off the lake. I forgot to bring my bathing suit but I might just take a little swim with shorts and a T shirt on. The lake is calling my name.

It’s my favourite time of the year. I feel sad for people who live any other place in the world and miss this fall season. Ontario, Canada is the place to be in September and October. I throw on a warm sweater and some running shoes and head out to explore, to breath deeply and to be surrounded in the most beautiful colors ever created.  The roads are winding and blanketed with crisp leaves. There’s a slight breeze, the sun is shining and honestly, my hearts wants to sing. How I wish I could bottle all of this. But then again, I suppose it wouldn’t impact me so deeply if I showered myself with it every day.

I’ll be on my own for the next few days but I know that I won’t feel lonely. It’s a special time with God.

Ah, Sovereign LORD, you have made the heavens and the earth by your great power and outstretched arm. Nothing is too hard for you.  Jeremiah 32.11

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  1. Linda

    Lovely scenery. There’s no place like Canada in the Fall. It is just breathtaking. Those pictures just bring peace into my day today! Thanks for that! xo

  2. Anne

    Thanks for the last picture of the fall foliage – that’s one thing we miss about Ontario – the beautiful fall colours. We get mostly yellows here – pretty in its own way, but nothing compares to the reds! Enjoy for us.

  3. Kathy

    Peace, peace, sweet peace
    Wonderful gift from above

    Yes there us nothing like the sweet solitude of a crisp fall day up North.
    God bless you with his peace and love.

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