Sunday, September 27, 2009
Autumn in the Woods
A cantaloupe sun sets on the sparkling apple cider water. Crickets sound their sirens as toads jump into the tangy, orange rays pouring gently from an open pitcher sky. I float on my back and am slowly stirred in circles like an ice cube by a lazy breeze. I stay for a little while longer among these...
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