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it emerged.
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Creemore?
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Piercing through the Winter Blahs
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fallen
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It's about my reluctant love for autumn.
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Tonight's crazy beautiful sunset
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More Chinese Lanterns
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Love that orange in the sky!
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Stillness amid the whirl.
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Fishy Choir
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Against an August Sky.
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orange refreshes
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lit
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An Intimate Gathering
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Soccerball eye and an orange fur vest
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The curls pushed forth.
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. . . orange pops!
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Pistil and Stamen and Fern--oh my!
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orange drop, suspended
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. . . after
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Pumpkins come in all different colours, shapes & sizes . . .
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Orange! Leaves.
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Orange, close.
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Not Unloved
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It's still a Super-Cycle!
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Slightly disturbing?
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Glass Spine
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-SIX-
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standing tall
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It's on mornings like this that I ask myself why I don't get up more often to watch the sun rise.
