Hush....Listen to the winds, she doth blow...

Hush....Listen to the winds, she doth blow...

October's Heart by Jean Hart

Live your life from your heart.

Share from your heart,

And your story will touch and heal people's soul.

_Melody Beattie



There is a season for everything, so they say. Sometimes there is a season to be still, and quite. To be hushed. The Fall is a time to reap the harvest. Bring in the rewards for a job well done. If you keep talking you may miss the splendor of silence, or even a compliment.  You have said enough. You have made your points. Let someone else talk, or better  yet just be still and enjoy what is yours. There is a power to saying nothing.

So, HUSH, Hush, hush.

Be Inspired,

~Jean

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A Fall Song, Golden and Red

Ruby Dome, Nevada, Jean Hart

Fall, autumn, harvest, cool air, shorter days, pumpkin in the air.

A Fall Song

by Ellen Robena Field

Golden and red trees

Nod to the soft breeze,

As it whispers, "Winter is near,"

And the brown nuts fall

At the wind's loud call,

For this is the Fall of the year. 

 

         For me this is the best season. I offend wondered why the new year does not begin now. It has always felt like a new begin in Sept. That is when school begins. It is when I got married. There is so much to do before winter comes.

Soft breezes filled with the dropping of leaves.

It's time to put away the carpi's and bring out the sweaters.

Be Inspired,

~Jean

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