Winter Walk at Dusk

A winter walk at dusk ~grateful for every limb am I for those that stretch dark across the grand expanse of richly hued marbled sky and these that lift and step, transporting me through Creation’s wonders; the art of science, love and faith in the Holy Blessed One; good medicine, all have led me here.

winter berry nest

beneath hush of violet sky

love laid down to rest

This morning is full of winter white, what a delight waking to a blanket of snow. The photos on today's post however are from a few evenings ago, no snow, but the glow of twilight instead. Last year and for several years in a row I had not have imagined a winter walk at dusk would be possible for me. Remission is not a complete absence of symptoms, I still have MS. and when I become fatigued this is as clear as when I could not walk a foot or two without falling to the floor. Who knows how long this will last? As I listen to the wind pick up outside I know it doesn't matter. Everything is always changing. I'll be ok no matter what. I'll be ok because I am loved.

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