Taltos Horse Tribe

My dear friend was clearly preparing to leave this world. The time out of time for saying goodbye was ever present during the past several days, hanging like silvery morning mist as the earth exhales the cooling November air.
Tuesday night felt heavy and anxious, so I lit a votive candle in the beautiful natural rock crystal holder that my friend had given me last Christmas. 'Christ - The Light of the World' the enclosed card had read. It burned well past midnight......

It had rained overnight, the still-dark streets were shiny wet. We followed the now-familiar route of ten miles from our country home to the Park and Ride bus stop, the first leg of my son's daily journey to school. Garbage bags and bins line the streets...

Funny, the little things that can catch you by surprise
and break your heart...
Take this small blue toy cowboy (or is he an outlaw?)

Autumn is bittersweet by its very nature: the season of things ripening then falling asleep or dying away... it is a season we associate with blazing reds and burnished golds, rich maroons and mahogany browns, and eventually the striking orange and black...