The air pressure plunges and frigid days bring out familiar sweaters, layers of socks, and blankets of cozy down.
And while torrential rains pour and autumnal winds rage,
remnants of a season past float like colorful jewels upon the currents,
rocking—back and forth—to fall gently upon a road, in back yards, or a distant forest floor.
And while torrential rains pour and autumnal winds rage,
remnants of a season past float like colorful jewels upon the currents,
rocking—back and forth—to fall gently upon a road, in back yards, or a distant forest floor.
OK. It may need a little work. But it's fine for now.
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