Approaching Autumn 

/ Alysia


My sorrow, when she’s here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane.

-Robert Frost 

(Photo by A)

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