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| The branches, nearly bare, stretch up into a turbulent sky. |
Yeah, another photo blog. I don't have the energy today to write about anything really cool or exciting. Like these trees, I'll have to wait for a warmer time to show a proper flourish.
But I'm keeping up the daily output, even through these difficult times. That's something about which I can be happy. There are many wonderful things around me; if only I could rally my spirit, there would be an overabundance of writing. ;-)
Yet, for today, we'll look at these poor fallen leaves.
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| Dry and discarded, the fallen leaves rest upon the green grass. |
Maybe tomorrow. . .
