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What a beautiful walk this would be.

Someday, I'm going to live in a quaint little city up north where the leaves change every fall, and I'm going to find a coffee shop, buy a cup of hot chocolate, and walk through streets like this.

4. Closer to the end of the poem, it describes the grass is fading and leaves begin to fall. This gives you a better idea of the fall scene they are describing.

God, I love Fall. Need some framed pictures on my wall with photos like this. "Blazing red"

My dream property would have TONS and TONS and TONS of trees. I dream about having a neat tree path like this too :)

This is on my bucket list.... To drive down an old country road in the fall and have someone take a picture behind you so you can see all the leaves flying up... I know I'm weird!! Lol

I am OBSESSED with fall.. Everything from the clothes to weather and all the amazing colours.

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Retoza conmigo sobre la hierba, quita el freno de tu garganta, no quiero palabras, ni música, ni rimas, no quiero costumbres, ni discursos, ni aún los mejores, sólo quiero la calma, el arrullo de tu velada voz. Whitman.

because it's really September, and I know we will see this soon, SO happy summer is going away!!!!!!!!!!!

What fall use to look like when I was a kid. Now this never happens. Leaves are green into December and then turn brown over night and fall to the ground leaving stark barren tree limbs.

At first sight, I thought that this was a painting. Unbelievable!