Grand Season

As we walked, my granddaughter Edie’s song reminded me what really matters. Together we listened to the chorus of wind as it whispered to cottonwoods and birch trees, “Get dressed for winter.”

It’s hard to wrestle time from the grasp of obligations — and then give it away. But those memories linger in the heart long after a grandchild is grown — and every bother becomes a blessing. RD

2 thoughts on “Grand Season

  1. Rick, your granddaughter and nature says what really matters. You have the rare gift of capturing the language of the children, caressing that language with the wind, AND capturing the beauty of their soul by photo.


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