Autumn means the end of summer, of course, and of new things growing and blooming. Interminable winter stretches ahead for those of us in northern regions. Darkening days, cold, wet, inconvenient weather, dangerous travel over icy roads; this is my mental winter view as the bright green and yellow days fold up forever behind us. I need the color and light and sunshine of fall to remind me that every season has its romance and beauty, and that the terrors of winter are going to have been larger in my imagination than in the reality of the congenial, cuddle-up cozy season that is to follow.
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| The Road to Winter |
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Red Sky at Morning
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