Mellow yellow, burnt ochre, awaking to the smell of earth

and spying mist etched upon wispy spider webs,

I gaze upon the dawn as Autumn gradually wraps its cloak around,

to cosset a seduction of warmth, all afire, untempered yet aglow

autumn Oct 2016

autumn Oct 2016

autumn Oct 2016

autumn Oct 2016

autumn Oct 2016

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October 27, 2016

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