It was right chilly this morning. The leaves on the trees highest on the mountains are just starting to change colors. The air is more breathable. It's like welcoming home an old friend.
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"I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of stars makes me dream." --Van Gogh
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It is lovely--and equally painful to know it doesn't last a while longer.
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