Fall is definitely here. The effigy mounds that I pass on my morning walks are tall with prairie grass. I breathe in the golden rod greenness; crisp air fills my lungs. Morning walks. A new habit I am grateful for.
Fall is definitely here. The effigy mounds that I pass on my morning walks are tall with prairie grass. I breathe in the golden rod greenness; crisp air fills my lungs. Morning walks. A new habit I am grateful for.