Reflections from an Open Window
Linda Raha's Writing Corner
The green leaves of summer are gone; all that greenery, simply vanished overnight. Or is it that just the way it seems, when November dawns and a new chapter begins? We mark the pages with autumnal gold and write all sorts of notes in the margins. There are so many things we want to remember
Imagine in a barren field, stands a tall, majestic tree. The trunk is solid, and holds the weight of oh, so many branches. At times, the wind rises up, and the leaves stir; ever so gently, a cascade of nature's bounty falls to the ground. There are moments when the branches tremble; we have moments
It is less than a week until Thanksgiving; we thank God for our blessings, and Christmas, soon to be. The season of light is upon us. This is the light that has come into the world so we can 'see' even in the deepest darkness. It has been a dark and dreary week in Virginia.