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| That golden moment when all that shimmers in the wind is light. |
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| Yes, this is one of the buildings on our back 40! |
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| A vignette of decay, poised by Mother Nature. |
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| Rustle, rustle, rustle...shimmering in the breath of air... |
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| a path of light appears. |
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| Of green and gold and gray, across the land, as it rolls away. |
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| Through branches the beams of light ignite. |
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| A fern of dancing green. |
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| The meadow beyond. |
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| An elderly Maple and its seedlings, of many generations, surround. |
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| A floor of leaves, say it fast and it sounds like "leaving for Florida"! |
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| Woodland friends. |
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| Soft underfoot, a spectrum of greens to the eye. |
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| Beech tree leaves. |
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| My woodland friend had a birthday this week and these are his tomatoes from our garden. |
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| He is now the proud owner of a couple new frying pans!! Happy Birthday sweetheart and thank you for the walk in the woods. |
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