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~Paint for Her a Portrait . . .

of God's season so full of charm,
of families, friends, and gatherings
before a hearth of love and warmth.
Cleanse her soul with autumn's scents;
plumes of hickory smoke, a pumpkin pie.
The sound of laughter, which fills the air,
who could forget... or would even try.
For as autumn's child, her heart so relies
on tranquil walks beneath harvest skies. . .

Enjoy Your Stay.

The creative muses have struck once again, and this Autumn's Chylde has been moved to wax artistic. As I've just begun, there isn't much here - but there will be!  

I hope to fill this place with stories, art and a few helpful hints that make being in this realm a more wonderful experience ~ Thanks for taking the time to stop by.