Autumn moves through the meadow, rearranging it in muted colors. As the sun shines on tall grasses, they gleam with the silver of seed tufts. Thistles, whose purple crowns swayed in the breeze only a few weeks ago, now wear cotton thatches. Goldenrod, touched by frost, bows its bronzed blooms. The meadow mirrors passing seasons. […]
Nov 20, 2018
The Meadow: Nature’s Canvas
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Autumn moves through the meadow, rearranging it in muted colors. As the sun shines on tall grasses, they gleam with the silver of seed tufts. Thistles, whose purple crowns swayed in the breeze only a few weeks ago, now wear cotton thatches. Goldenrod, touched by frost, bows its bronzed blooms. The meadow mirrors passing […]
Jun 9, 2016
My Meadow, Nature’s Canvas
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When my husband, son and I lived in Oklahoma, our house had a meadow in back. I named our home and acres Manos Meadows. I loved that meadow. It was never the same from season to season. This is another feature story I did for The Tahlequah Daily Press, many years ago. Autumn moves through the meadow, […]
