The world is soft gray, as the daylight winds down at only 3:30 in the afternoon.
Soft light filtering through the panes of glass.
Autumn clings, not yet ready to give up… winter only a short month away.
I gaze out my kitchen window. The fields surrounding my house are brown.
Dead or dying. Brittle.
Leafless trees…but, not lifeless.
I see their barren limbs silhouetted against the late November sky.
The air is crisp, and I breathe it in.
The faint smell of someone’s wood stove, working hard to shake the chill.
This time of the year is a favorite.
The world seems quieter at this time.
Thanksgiving, next week. All the blessings acknowledged. Heads and hearts bowed.
Saying grace.
Needing grace.
Living grace.
Amazing grace.
It Just Dawned On Me 
Dawn, thank you. I really needed to hear these words today. Someday soon, I may be able to tell you why.
Steve, my friend, it fills my heart to know that my words touch you. God is good. He is so good to me……..
Thank you, my friend. And, yes, God is so good. God bless you..(p.s. I always read you, whether I respond or not. In fact when I read my email I look for It Just Dawned On Me every time.)
I don’t comment often and yet your blog was lovely. I wanted to hear more.
I will continue this post tomorrow…….Thank you so much for your comments.