"For everything there is a season..."
Ecclesiastes 3:1
(1939)
"All those golden autumn days the sky was full of wings.
Wings beating low over the blue waters of Silver Lake,
wings beating high in the blue air far above it...
bearing them all away to the green fields in the South."
"By The Shores Of Silver Lake"
Laura Ingalls Wilder
Laura Ingalls Wilder
Silver Lake today.
De Smet, South Dakota
As the years pass, I am coming more and more to understand
that it is the common, everyday blessings of our common everyday lives
for which we should be particularly grateful. They are the things that fill our
lives with comfort and our hearts with gladness...just the pure air to breathe,
and the strength to breathe it; just warmth and shelter and home folks;
just plain food that gives us strength; the bright sunshine on a cold day;
and a cool breeze when the day is warm."
-Laura Ingalls Wilder
-Laura Ingalls Wilder
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