Ragged red gold crisps, dried and drying, are at last released into gentle currents that waft them to the ground.
The time for sprouting, unfurling and finishing with a splash of colour has come and gone to be repeated in the year to come.
“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
~ L.M Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
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