It is that time of year again when the warm,comforting breeze is replaced with the chilly, cruel gust of winds, and the cheerful, green leaves blush into a thousand different shades. Then the clouds start, from one minute to the next, all baby blue and smiling, to dark, rolling, wisps of gray. The absolute worst is our darling sun whom all of a sudden becomes very drowsy, stealing hour after hour away from our days to feed her craving for sleep. Soon and very soon the tears of autumn will freeze into the weeping of winter...
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