tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837039699988581918.post5993523784690683985..comments2023-09-26T06:07:16.247-04:00Comments on luc ends: spirit of a stormlucinda snyderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01671169694336345209noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4837039699988581918.post-39883151295084744702012-10-01T13:57:44.383-04:002012-10-01T13:57:44.383-04:00I ran this morning on a grey fall day with leaves ...I ran this morning on a grey fall day with leaves all over the road. It was simultaneously beautiful and sorrowful. I found myself in tears, replaying Adelaide's birth/death(as they were the same moment0 through my head, images I have not replayed in a while. It's so poignant to me that you posted this today of all days. The fall is tough for me too, and yet I am with you, I would say it is my favorite season. Someone once told me fall is the season of transition which is so obvious in the natural world, but also the season of spiritual transition, where spirits pass between this world and others. Makes sense to me. Sending hugs, SarahAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17815909653783201538noreply@blogger.com