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winter: to be or not to be?

Posted on November 1, 2016 by

..very first day of November… It is indeed November. The trees speak of it. The air sings it…my sinews feel it. It is golden, but a much different golden than October’s….deeper… more red and orange than yellow….and something else. Some … Continue reading →

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