As the colors wash from the trees, touched by autumn light, originally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. As the colors wash from the trees, touched by autumn light As the blackbirds sing their final serenades in the late afternoon hours As red squirrels hurry through crumbling leaves to find their hidden stacks Of acorns ripe and …
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Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.-Edgar Allan Poe





