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| Eeek! |
Walking through the neighborhood with my husband, checking out Halloween decorations. Skeletons everywhere, rising from the ground, frozen in mid-leap, in lawn chairs laughing with friends. Dog skeletons carrying — what else? — bones.
Good one.
Spotting one of my favorite trees, lit by the sun, flaming orange. How lucky we are to live in Pennsylvania. “Penn’s Woods,” indeed.
Seeing a bright crescent moon set against a twilight blue sky.
How lucky we are, to live.
