Summer abounds with supreme delight; now the days grow shorter, therefore more precious and altogether without guile – the first silver frost is almost here.

Ride the wave of creation day by day:  noticing the peace of early morning, the leafy crunch beneath my feet, the soft caress of mountain mists, and the first sweet bite of autumn pears prepares my heart for bliss.

Cold mornings wrap themselves in autumn mists and frost, waiting for the sun sparkle to warm the world anew:  we are clothed in beauty.

Summer’s radiance is found in the light flickering through the trees as autumn descends.

Autumn breathes quietly, the mulch of moist leaves gathers.

Notice the fog lifting and the world glowing in color.

Autumn nights – so brilliant and clear.