Autumn
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My photo - taken on one of my many walks last week...
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When the trees their summer splendor
Change to raiment red and gold,
When the summer moon turns yellow,
And the nights are getting cold;
When the squirrels hide their acorns,
And the woodchucks disappear;
Then we know that it is Autumn,
Loveliest season of the year.
by Carol L. Riser
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I'm finally back, it feels like Autumn is finally here,
and I am one happy lady...
I hope you are too !