Joy is what happens to us when we allow ourselves to recognize how good things really are.
– Marianne Williamson, Author
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I love your JOY definition find…it is perfect. Love the colors on the trees also. This is an amazing time of year, even if , sneeze sneeze ,its allergy time for me!
I have problems with leaf mold, so I am sneezing also. I figure I will drink in the colors as much as I can, before we go to less mold and enveloping white cold stuff. I’m happy to hear from you! Happy autumn week.
October 12th, 2011 at 9:14 am
I love your JOY definition find…it is perfect. Love the colors on the trees also. This is an amazing time of year, even if , sneeze sneeze ,its allergy time for me!
October 13th, 2011 at 12:48 pm
I have problems with leaf mold, so I am sneezing also. I figure I will drink in the colors as much as I can, before we go to less mold and enveloping white cold stuff. I’m happy to hear from you! Happy autumn week.