Autumn Walk

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We walked in our woods yesterday morning.  It was chilly, a bit cloudy, and the air had that wonderful earthy, autumn smell.  There is something grounding — spiritual — about an early morning walk among the glorious trees, the multi-colored leaves pirouetting in their final, slow dance to the ground, the trees whispering shared secrets as old as time.

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“I think probably one of the important things that happened to me was growing up in Idaho in the mountains, in the woods, and having a very strong presence of the wilderness around me. That never felt like emptiness. It always felt like presence.” – Marilynne Robinson