Something there is about October sunshine. It is softer and gentler than that of the summer, but not the pallid creature seen from November to March. It calls up memories of cold, frosty nights, crisp mornings, and long sleeves and jackets in the afternoon. It reminds me of the colors of autumn leaves, red and gold against bright blue sky.
Days like today make me wish for some skill at poetry.
on 2005-10-17 at 5:17 p.m.
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