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AUTUMN WINDS ** #751661 Not An Image ** You feel it in the air as the Autumn winds begin to stir the leaves, and as the first leaves start to fall, swirling gracefully to the ground. You see it in the colors of the trees, a brilliant show of radiant reds, golden hues, and the blush of orange as the wind and rain take their toll, leaving a delight to the eye. The air is crisper each day as if to give a preview of days to come, a sign of a season changing gears, Rain tries to renew but the splendor of summer has passed; preparing us for a new season. A magical season, a new beginning, Welcome, Autumn - Countrymom 8/23/05
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