October came right on time, but the colors at Mesa Verde National Park were brilliant and long lasting well into the Fall, when it was time for me to leave.
I was headed home on this day and knew what that meant for me. It was a time of joy and sadness. There was very little sadness, however, because of the appreciation I felt to Life for the time I had spent there this year, which was more than 6 months. It is never just nature that changes in this amount of time on the mesa.
My heart changes, I change, each year. I'm grateful to Life.
Monday, December 5, 2011
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