Autumn in the north is a wondrous time. Russet, gold, and auburn colors abound. Pumpkins, mushrooms, and gourds are plentiful. The breeze crisply blows through the tiring leaves and whispers ever-so-slightly "Rest is coming." The whispers grow until, yes, the leaves give way to the slumbering winter and new whispers fill our ears. Enjoy, my friends, these visual whispers that have greeted me the past few weeks...
FROM THE TREETOPS...
TO THE BARK, LEAVES, AND SUN...
THE GLORIOUS VOICES OF AUTUMN ARE SPEAKING...
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