What a lovely spot. It’s always seemed like an almost miraculous reminder of the cycles of the Earth that as I’m on the threshold of picking the first fruits of my garden, there the leaves have begun to fall. Even the seasons aren’t individual, stand-alone things.
It is indeed a lovely place ,a park near me. We head towards the shortest day and the cold will come,while in the north presumably its the opposite,but sometimes weather defies seasons.
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What a lovely spot. It’s always seemed like an almost miraculous reminder of the cycles of the Earth that as I’m on the threshold of picking the first fruits of my garden, there the leaves have begun to fall. Even the seasons aren’t individual, stand-alone things.
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It is indeed a lovely place ,a park near me. We head towards the shortest day and the cold will come,while in the north presumably its the opposite,but sometimes weather defies seasons.
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