The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic
or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one's very footsteps
may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is
a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.
~ George Eliot
The season for enjoying the fullness of life – partaking of the harvest, Faith is how we behave. Religion at its best is no friend of the status quo. Religion transforms people; I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly Danger has been a part of my life ever since I picked up a pen and wrote. Gardens are not made by singing 'Oh, how beautiful,' and sitting in the shade... |
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