~Glorious New England in the Fall

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"Smoke hangs like haze over harvested fields,
The gold of stubble, the brown of turned earth
And you walk under the red light of fall
The scent of fallen apples, the dust of threshed grain
The sharp, gentle chill of fall.
Here as we move into the shadows of autumn
The night that brings the morning of spring
Come to us, Lord of Harvest
Teach us to be thankful for the gifts you bring us ..."
~Autumn Equinox

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I would like to thank Sarah, from

All Roads Lead Home

for sending me some of  her  acorn salt dough bowl fillers, I love them! She also sent me this delicious smelling candle from

Village Candle

The mulled cider scent is heavenly, perfect for a nice crisp fall day.

   

Blessings, Bonnie