"....Therefore all seasons be sweet to thee,
whether Summer clothe the general earth
with greenness,
or the redbreast
set and sing
betwixt the tufts of snow
on the bare branch
of mossy apple tree,
while the night hatch
smokes in the sun thaw;
whether the eave-drops fall
heard only in the trances of the blast,
or the sweet ministry of frost
shall hang them in quiet icicles,
quietly shining to the quiet moon."
~Samuel Taylor Coleridge
May the Autumn season be sweet to thee.
With love and hugs.
xo
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