Monday, September 21, 2020

Summer Leaves

I'm bracing for what I know is coming. Spare me the sermon on 'to every season,' I'm not listening and I'm not willing to admit I enjoy any aspect of autumn which starts tomorrow on the calendar but already did at some point a couple of weeks ago around here. 

The leaves silently depart as the light of day grows shorter and the winter of our discontent approaches on cat's feet.
-bill kenny

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