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a celebration of fall's harvest |
Leaves in red, gold, orange, and yellow entice one out to meet with fellows. A time for old friends to gather 'round, spread woolen blankets upon the ground under apple trees of laden limb holding cups of cider filled to the brim. Crops have been harvested from the fields let us celebrate a bountiful yield with a festival in the cool Fall air. Would you like to meet me there? Author's Note ▶︎ |