Empty Nest Syndrome

. . . and my mind’s eye – ever more astute than the two regular eyes – still sees scenes like this whenever I look out the living room window in the fall.

Empty Nest Syndrome. ENS. Certifiable in all fifty states, and worse every day.

Mamacita says so.

I love you, my sweet babies.


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Empty Nest Syndrome — 6 Comments

  1. Oh, Yes, Mamacita, I miss them too. Wandering the pumpkin patch, hiding in a leaf pile (with feet and face sticking out), apple picking at the orchard…. where have they gone. Hugs to yours (and mine, too).
    a/b

  2. Oh, Yes, Mamacita, I miss them too. Wandering the pumpkin patch, hiding in a leaf pile (with feet and face sticking out), apple picking at the orchard…. where have they gone. Hugs to yours (and mine, too).
    a/b

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