The rustle of leafless branches after sunset sound like whispers on the wind… haunting… melodic…. enchanting.

Listen closely to those whispers; focus with intent. Sometimes they carry a message. Listen to the message. Listen to the tone.

Not everything is black and white…

(Posted in part in response to Debbie’s open invitation to a Seven Day Challenge)

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