Flame Season
Mornings are foggy, cold.
Heaven blue.
The forest on fire.
Autumn.
This autumn I want to:
listen to the burning bush inside and keep writing
celebrate dear friends who coloured our journey and went on ahead
stroll in the forest on the leafy carpet
make pumpkin soup with cheese muffins
take autumn pictures of the family
burn spicy candles
be thankful for the beauty of autumn, a ‘burning bush’ in each day.
