My November GuestBy Robert Frost My Sorrow, when she’s here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; She loves the bare, the withered tree; She walks the sodden pasture lane. Her pleasure will not let me stay. She talks and I am... See More »
Last day of AugustWho is ready for the leaves to change and the weather to cool down? What is your favorite season?
crisp air, pumpkin patches, scary movies & the cutest fall outfits 🎃🍂🤎 counting down until it all feels like fall
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