THESE THREE THINGS 1604


My most favorite verse of my very favorite song is to be sung this time of year. I sung it to my daughter tonight before bed and realized it was already September and I had almost missed the end of summer and all the weight behind these words. So tonight...

I heard it in the wind last night
It sounded like applause
Chilly now
End of summer
No more shiny hot nights
It was just the arbutus rustling
And the bumping of the logs
And the moon swept down black water
Like an empty spotlight

For the Roses - Joni Mitchell

Join me by using the #thesethreethings and commenting below with your own These Three Things. I want to hear what you are learning, laughing about, and living through.


Leave a comment


Please note, comments must be approved before they are published