Writing Out Loud


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It’s not easy letting go of another seasonal year, knowing that there will be another long wait until the word “green” once again rules the day. Right now, nature’s palette is still quite varied here in the northeastern United States, where maple leaves can’t think of enough colors to be and oaks aren’t far behind. And then there are the poplars and birches and beeches to fill in the blanks with whatever the maples and oaks forgot to include…

There is, of course, beauty in all the seasons, even winter. But I’ll leave that for another essay, another moment when my mind and spirit seek solace from nature where there is seemingly little or none to be found. For now, I will bask in the glory that is autumn in Maine, mourn the leaves falling, celebrate those still on the bough.


Author: raelove1950

I've been writing personally and professionally for over 40 years, and recently started writing books for Amazon Kindle. During the last 25 years, I have also written for the Journal Tribune in Biddeford, Maine; the Maine Sunday Telegram in Portland, Maine; Current Publishing in Westbrook, Maine; and the Reporter, a weekly newspaper based in Waterboro, Maine. I recently released a book entitled "From the Urban Wilderness: Life in the Southern Maine Woods," which is a collection of essays taken from a weekly column I wrote for the Journal Tribune from 2010 to 2016. It is available from Amazon.com and CreateSpaceStore.com .

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