It's hard to even think about, but something's coming.
Every morning, no matter what temperature, wind or precipitation is out there, Lily is ready to go exploring.
Things are looking a little different in the neighbourhood these days.
This red is new.
The flower beds in the park are nearly all empty.
I know what's coming. It's something cold and windy and...beautiful. I know what to expect but there are so many things that I won't see coming at all. The only thing I can really be sure of is that there will be surprises. Some will be spectacular and wonderful and some will not.
I do know that love will always be there, and for that I am very grateful.