A date with November.

Tonight, I saw her.

She paused… looking for a moment of peace.  Looking around she saw how leaves painted the ground, and how the gray branches reached into their winter poses.

Her breath was taken away by the sunset.

She’s the girl who wants to chase the sky.
 To grab the pieces and connect. She was in love with the sunbeams, clouds, moonlight, raindrops, and stars.

Night falls and frost begins to kiss the ground.

Hello November.

Amy Scott

Born in Atlantic City NJ, and raised in NEPA. Forever a lover of sand and ocean, but would escape to the woods and a cabin. Fan of traveling, small coffee shops, real feels and deep conversations. A girl that will throw the car in reverse to photograph something that catches her eye. Continuing to find herself even at 40. Amy holds the first four year college degree in her family history. A mother of two daughters who come first. Photographer of family and abstract. Writer of life pieces and poetry. Passionate in inspiring others to always find the positive.

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