Good Afternoon,
This is Fall and the leaves are the color of Autumn, The wind blows and the leaves swirl as expected. Grandfather rake leaves into piles and grandchildren throw them up into the air. Smouldering leaves at curb sides are sometimes seen. The city has a vacuum attached to a truck with wooden sides that travels slow along the curb vacuuming the leaves into the truck.
I feel good as I type these words. I sometimes hope that the world around you is as perfect as the colors seen with variable shades of life and color.
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