“If I were a bird, I would fly about the Earth
seeking the successive autumns.”
~George Eliot
The San Joaquin river flows right near my condo, and the Port of Stockton is right there as well. I get to hear ships in the harbor blow their horns, indicating their arrivals an departures, and it is a wonderful sound, as is the train that goes by, and the fog horns in the autumn and winter months. To my delight, I also get to hear the migrating birds say hello, while they are on their way here and there, and in the park next door, Louis Park, are several of my most beautiful autumn trees I have ever seen. I can actually see several species of birds, without going any great distance. On days like this, when I am sad, that I am brought a strong sense of relief, just by closing my eyes, and appreciating what's going right. Sweaters. Extra blankets on the bed. Hot chocolate. The sound of rain on the windows, are all a part of autumn's healing powers. Sometimes I have to remind myself of that.
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