Share the Joy




 Isn't autumn just
color-icious?







Going for a nature walk
is a sure way to ignite joy.


What sparked the fire of joy in you this week?

Notice joy.
Cultivate it.
Celebrate it.
Share it.

 


1. do a post that tells and shows what gives you joy.

2. capture the URL of the specific post and paste it into 
the Mr. Linky box along with your info.

3. Visit other players and let their joy infect you.
Leave them a comment because everyone
 enJOYS getting positive feedback.

Let's keep the epidemic of JOY going!

Comments

Forest Dream Weaver said…
Fabulous pink leaves!

Happy Thursday,
Ruby
October 17, 2013 at 4:51 AM
Unknown said…
Oh yes the pink leaves are beautiful. My favorite time of year.
October 17, 2013 at 6:33 AM
Karen said…
Beautiful shades of autumn, my favourite season.
October 17, 2013 at 8:09 AM
Laura said…
Yes indeed it is Meri:-)
October 17, 2013 at 8:21 AM
Elizabeth @ mygladheart.blogspot.com said…
All of those pictures are gorgeous. Fall is definitely my favorite!

Thanks for the link up!
October 17, 2013 at 9:21 AM
Kim Mailhot said…
So many many beauties in this season !
Loving captured here.
Hugs, Brilliant One !
October 17, 2013 at 10:00 AM
kt40s said…
wow these just pop right of the screen SUPER!!!!!
October 21, 2013 at 7:40 AM
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