So end all the fires-
the bright bursts, sparks to the wind, the tamping of flames. Our blueberry bushes give off a vibrant red before retiring their leaves for winter. It's a lovely burst of color in what would be a dull patch of grass. It made me think about how some people run on the hot side, and yet cannot keep up the color. Endurance can run out. Not these bushes, and their beauty. We love them with nutrients, and they give back to us next year. The red is like a valentine, a thank you.
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