The Final Curtain.
What a beautiful time of year to wander through my garden and contemplate the passing of time.
To see how the sharpness of Autumn cold....
has highlighted the leaves from green....
to scarlet and gold....
Soon time to rest....
to conserve....
to gather energy....
as the winter months unfold.
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"Come said the wind to
the leaves one day,
Come o're the meadows
and we will play.
Put on your dresses
scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone
and the days grow cold."
- A Children's Song of the 1880's
"Come said the wind to
the leaves one day,
Come o're the meadows
and we will play.
Put on your dresses
scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone
and the days grow cold."
- A Children's Song of the 1880's
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