Silent the leaves often are and secretive,
but just as often they converse as if the secret
were too good to be kept to themselves.
Whispering in a breeze, rustling, even singing
and always in harmony with the wind that plays to them,
they give their message.
~ Elizabeth Yates in A Book of Hours
Photo at: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/543668986245198603/
Sacred Touches 
Natalie, this reminds me of Psalm 96:12: “Let the field exult, and all that is in it.
Then all the trees of the forest will sing for joy.”
Have a lovely Sunday.
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Oh, I love it, Susan! You are so right! I hope you had a wonderful Sunday. Our church service today was so good! Hugs, N 🙂 ❤
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Fabulous fusion of image and touching words.
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Thanks, Charlie. I agree! Hugs, N 🙂 ❤
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Lovely! Shared on FB. 🙂
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Thanks, Bette. It is such a lovely piece and I’m so glad you shared it with others. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤
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So lovely, but reminds me I need to start raking. Hee, hee, hee. Maybe the winds will clear the biggest part of them.
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Really? None of our have even turned yet and the only ones down are the ones the dratted squirrels break off trying to get at the acorns. Hugs, N 🙂 ❤
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