Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to useless brief.
...Robert Frost. October
October's here with its gentle morning when the sun is just starting to peep through the clouds. The hills are beginning their color change and the wind has knocked some loose leaves from the maples. The leaves are whispering to me....telling me to appreciate this fleeting beauty for soon winter,s grey presence will be here.
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