The winds of change and chance.

There is a time, every year when the cool winds start to pick up. Trees start to bare their leaves and life seems to become darker. But it’s at this time when things start to change. Nature starts getting rid of the old and starts to get ready for renewal.

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Snapshots of another time.

Of late, snapshots of a time keep creeping up. They come to mind in flashes while I go through my day for no apparent reason. Snapshots that time won’t erase. A time of peace, newness and wonder. Those snapshots I shall keep. 

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