Good morning Lindy, it is a frosty morning here, the thought of winter drawing near's. The chill wind's whispering to the ear. I would rather just stay in bed...Sending warm hug's and a smile to share. Let the sunshine radiate within, weekend is here...
Autumn whispers... The days already carry the faint breath of winter, and only a few traces of autumn remain like tender memories in the golden light.
Soon we will change the month, and December is already at the door quiet, soft, and a little melancholic. A time when the world becomes quieter and the soul breathes a little deeper.
May this transition bring you warmth, a spark of light in your heart, and many gentle moments that preserve the magic of this special time.
