Seasons Come and Seasons Go...

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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 !