The year has come round to my favorite season — bittersweet, melancholy, glorious fall. Up where I was born the maples have already flamed and the leaf fall is far advanced. Here, the drabber foliage is beginning to filter down … Continue reading
The year has come round to my favorite season — bittersweet, melancholy, glorious fall. Up where I was born the maples have already flamed and the leaf fall is far advanced. Here, the drabber foliage is beginning to filter down … Continue reading