Tracing the lines of your perfection,
I remember, childhood discoveries –
wax paper and hot iron,
the smell of fresh raked pranks,
and what it means to be Canadian.
I no longer make leaf art,
nor partake of Autumn cleanup,
but I have not forgotten
the power of your symbolism
and how far we have yet to go.
(For Cee’s Flower of the Day. )
One Woman's Quest II 
So refreshing. and also a reminder of our own autumnal years.
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Thanks Paul.
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A real pleasure VJ
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Wow, this really brought back some memories V.J.! I hadn’t thought about pressing leaves between sheets of wax paper for a lonnng time.
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Right! Thanks for commenting Terri. I am still unable to comment on your site.
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I’m so sorry V.J.! I’ll check it out and see if I can figure out what’s going on. If I can’t figure it out, I’ll check with the Happiness Engineers and see if they can find out what’s causing the issue. Hope you’re doing well sweet friend!
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Getting stronger every day!
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again, you brought back some very happy memories with your descriptive words! š thank you VJ
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Thanks Wendi!
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thank YOU!
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I agree with Olga! š ā¤
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Thanks!
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Beautiful image and words. Those leaves look like they are perfectly placed. š
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Thanks Olga. I found them like that and they begged for a photo, lol.
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