This morning, in the yard, a sign, a fallen leaf, autumn approaches:
“Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads”
~Thoreau
Where do you walk?
This morning, in the yard, a sign, a fallen leaf, autumn approaches:
“Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads”
~Thoreau
Where do you walk?

I’m Bruce. Writer and photographer. Chef and gardener. Father and Grandfather. Pictured here with my wife, Susan, a soapmaker, writer and yogi and our dog, Freddy, a Mini-Labradoodle.
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