Some days still cling to summer's fading whispers, yet the ever-descending arch the sun carves speaks another language. The change is already behind us. The signs are everywhere. Yes, the frosts will soon be upon us, but for now simply sip your tea and watch the softly tapping rain at your window blur the cascading leaves into a living, kaleidoscopic painting.
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Blogs/Sites I Read
Bruce Charlton's Notions
Meeting the Masters
From The Narrow Desert
No Longer Reading
Twisting the Tail of the Cosmos
The Postil Magazine