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Do Not, in the Midst of One

Do not, in the midst of one,                    Long to be in another Season.  Revel in blossoms, Though bees and thorns, in pale snow, Though numbing. Saturate yourself With what is, just then, even through Uneasy transition, Even sorrow, so not To forfeit actually Living.   (c)  Deanna Harrington Christiansen September,  2014     All Rights Reserved

Here it comes…

…and here it is: Fall. The short Summer-it began experientially in June in Southern New Hampshire-was nearly over in September, it seemed. For the first time since I moved back to New England in 2006, I felt a pronounced surge of dread at the turning of leaves and the sudden change in temperatures. Isn’t Fall one …

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