09/27/2022
Minnehaha Falls is as dry as a bone, the rocks no longer shiny or laughing with bubbling waters.
This is the season to honor the such-ness of our world.
Even as leaves droop with drought, nearby bushes offer up beautiful black-pearl peppers and rich magenta blossoms, and the crickets sing the sun to the horizon.
How does the world keep offering such sweetness?
I can learn so much from the examples that surround us. Autumn is the season to acknowledge what *is*, and I will begin here.