The persimmons were very large this year, perhaps in response to the drought...the leaves are almost all orange now, falling rapidly...
Here is the stump of a tree limb that was chopped off to make room for the path. It looks so deep but is actually flat.
A moon that's not quite finished:
This next one is part of a new story cloth. I'll say more about it in another post, because it represents a new train of thought, a metaphysical train of thought, and the words haven't lined up right just yet:
And here is the next phase of this one!
Tomorrow we're going to the farm to celebrate Thanksgiving, and here, instead of a picture of Gilly to represent the creaturely world, I offer you one of our local wild turkeys, whom I hope will still be foraging happily in the woods all day tomorrow and on and on.
I am very, very grateful to you, dear readers, for dropping by to visit, and I wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving! xo, s.