In the woods, nature is given to itself — creatures live and die and are born anew. Leaves turn colors, fall and gather on the ground....

Five Haiku: Song of Home Morning sways in sun Rush of air flexing branches Wings gliding through gold Leaves shimmering green Bright hum...

Image Credit: https://fineartamerica.com/featured/whisper-in-the-wind-jessel-miller.html I am the Wind Woman I am the Wind Woman...