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| Autumn colors are getting better every day here in South Jersey. |
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| Like this. Click to enlarge. |
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| And this. |
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| And -- from my favorite poet, Rainer Maria Rilke, a stanza from the poem "Autumn:" |
The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,
as if orchards were dying high in space.
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning “no.”
as if orchards were dying high in space.
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning “no.”
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