October 22nd 2017

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late
····fall’s leaves in her hair—lovers returning
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October 13th 2017

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ankle
····deep in a brook’s leaves—a visiting blue
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The climate is changing. This morning I saw something new. After 70 and 80 degree days the grasses grow as if it were still summer, and yet we had a hard frost last night. This morning, out by the fire substation and on grasses white as snow, ran a riding mower. I mowed my yard later in the day.
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