The seasons are changing. Summer’s blooms are fading away and leaves are dancing around with the wind. Each night is a little cooler than the one before. The first frost still hasn’t arrived, but I feel it’s near.
What I do shifts with the seasons. I’m a hunter-gatherer during sweet summer. I search thrift shops, pick wildflowers, and look for sea glass along Lake Michigan’s shore.
It’s growing colder, so it’s time to shift inward. I’m going back to the craft now. What are your winter making goals? I’m thinking about mine!
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