The gr8ful grind

Let go of anger; It's an acid that eats away the delicate layers of your happiness

The reverse side has also its reverse side

Monday, October 18, 2010

From across the street, I look at this tree every morning out my dining room window. It's green all Spring and Summer, but in the Fall it changes color to this firey version. I'll be moving in the next couple of months after living in the same house for 26 years. I think I shall miss this tree. Madras, Oregon; October, 2010.


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