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"Just before the death of flowers, And before they are buried in snow, There comes a festival season When nature is all aglow."
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... There's a bright, golden haze on the meadow. The corn is as high as an elephant's eye And it looks like it's climbing clear up to the sky.
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It was one of those perfect autumnal days which occurs more in memory than in life. P.D. James
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"I saw old autumn in the misty morn standing shadowless like silence..listening to silence." Thomas Hood
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The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky. ~Samuel Taylor Coleridge
nushuz:
“How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.” John Burroughs
nushuz:
Thought for the day: Every thought is a seed...if you plant crab apples, you won't harvest red delicious.
