ironphoenix (
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2008
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04:57 pm
Current Mood:
mellow
Current Location:
Work
Current Music:
Ulrich Schnauss--a song about hope
Noticed this morning
Across the river
On the north bank the leaves are
Already crimson
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tobie-r.livejournal.com
2008-08-18 09:23 pm (UTC)
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So it's not just me!
Edri and I have been marveling at the trees across the street already having leaves turn yellow. I'm saddened.. it's not time for fall yet, my birthday hasn't come!
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ironphoenix.livejournal.com
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2008-08-19 16:23 (UTC)
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beable
2008-08-18 09:30 pm (UTC)
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My parents have a maple tree that started turning red in early July.
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2008-08-19 16:25 (UTC)
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dagibbs.livejournal.com
2008-08-18 09:49 pm (UTC)
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I'm still waiting for the hot, sunny, days of summer. It can't be autumn yet.
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2008-08-19 16:24 (UTC)
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ancalagon-tb.livejournal.com
2008-08-18 10:26 pm (UTC)
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My gf noticed too, it does seem rather premature!
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2008-08-19 16:25 (UTC)
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squireofmichael.livejournal.com
2008-08-19 01:28 am (UTC)
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Autumn brings the land
A loving breeze; fresh air; chill
And is gone too soon.
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2008-08-19 16:24 (UTC)
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wulfmadchen.livejournal.com
2008-08-20 02:49 am (UTC)
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Man, lucky you. We're still in the height of summer down south. The leaves won't be turning until early November at least.
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Edri and I have been marveling at the trees across the street already having leaves turn yellow. I'm saddened.. it's not time for fall yet, my birthday hasn't come!
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My parents have a maple tree that started turning red in early July.
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A loving breeze; fresh air; chill
And is gone too soon.
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