And done it was. I love your use of words.Gretta
And thank you for spreading it all the way down to coast Georgia. What a glorious day indeed!
How poetic, Dale.
I lurve you.
aww so purty :) nice post
is that something to get the ladies moist?thanks for bring attention to autumn and the inevitable snowy hell in which we live.
I think one of the trees here misunderstood, because it's already getting naked.
Thank you Gretta.You're welcome Old Lady.Thanks Beth.Same to you Tanya.Al, the hidden message for you in all of that is Suck It!Don't fret Berry. There are always a few slow trees. Just like people. See Al.
Cleverly described. But I still abhor this season and the one following it.
Was this supposed to turn me on? I feel strangely aroused. And ewww...Al wrote the word "moist". Yuck.
There's a lot I love about fall until it gets too cold Tumuli and then I'm with you on the winter thing.I didn't mean to turn you on but some side effects may occur. Until Al steps up to bat that is.
Who wrote that, Dale? Bliss Carman?
Hi Reese, I must have been blissed out. I wrote it. Lately, it's dark when I get on the train for work but when the sun starts to come up, parts of the trip can be pretty spectacular. If I open my eyes.
Very nice. And I thought you were going to write something along the lines of "The Devil Wears Prada."
you are truly perfect, passion of the dale.
The best devils wear nothing at all CP!No, you, Katie!
Apparently, they don't teach light refraction in high school there.
NO, YOU, DALE! YOU! YOU! YOU!
You're as cold as a Canadian winter X. Dell. (I won't mention that I secretly hate poetry and can never believe it when things like that force their way out of me). Light refraction for $300 Alex.Katie. Stop. Don't. Stop. Don't stop don't stop.
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