to fight against the wind and cold.
To be enveloped
in layers of clothes and gloved hands.
To rake leaves
mow the lawn
and prune branches.
We stood there
hand-in-hand
taking in the result.
The yard was now ready to hunker down for winter.
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My work outside acted as a therapy of sorts as I let my mind drift to my spiritual landscape. I acknowledged the many different climate changes that are occurring and frontal boundaries that are blowing their way in and around my definition of a normal life and status quo.
I am left to ponder ...
Do I have enough faith to hunker down for the season I just entered?
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