Quercus red oak in Autumn glory
Outside my wrting loft window I notice the oak, putting on new color, readying itself for the bareness of winter. The change comes as a surprise since I have not spent much time at my writing desk lately. Change seems to be happening not just with the season but everything around us.
The grape vine yielding its grapes to birds, bursts into color
I've stopped writing. Words do not come easy. So here is a link from last October.
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