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| Along the Discovery Trail |
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| The Dungeness |
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| Fallen |
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| Heart shaped leaves |
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| Along the Dungeness |
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| R.I.P. Sweet Angel |
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| Up to no good. |
Fall is a unique time of year because, at it's roots, it's macabre, really. We are in wonderment of the beauty of changing leaves that go from their new state of green, to golds, then browns, until they fall to the ground and decay. It's a natural cycle, right? It's something we all will inevitably experience and go through: death. In turn, fall's transition to winter, where death lingers as a reminder that life is cyclical, is truly beautiful.
For us, the past two years, we have dealt with untimely death's of two our beloved fur babies, within a year apart of each other. This year it was Angel. It is difficult to transcribe how much a feline friend means to me. I have lost many pets in my time. However, the litter we adopted from Florida have been a strong force since the first day we had them. It was easy to think that they'd live forever, but their age was becoming more noticeable over time. Yet, Angel's sudden onset of illness was nothing we could prepare for. One minute she's getting a chest X-ray and the next we're learning there is nothing we can do to save her. It was a devastating blow because of the bond I had with this cat. For twelve years she was one of my favorites, curling up at my feet in the middle of the night, hanging out in the shower or bathroom while I did my thing, chasing her toys around, drinking from the sink, getting the crazies, guarding the baby, and so much more. It's hard saying goodbye and is still a difficult process even today. It does get easier, but I never forget.
I guess fall has a distinct meaning to me even more so than it has before. Although we transform and change, and expect change, there is a beauty in the season.
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