The leaves have turned, fallen from the trees. Summer’s flowers have dried into fall bouquets. It won’t be long til the Winter winds come to blow their cold breathe. Farewell gentle Fall with all your flaming colors, the smell of wood smoke and fresh picked apples from the orchard. It’s time to prepare for Winter’s arrival.
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