Autumn comes to hill and dale.
The beautiful golden glow of autumn. In
the still of the autumnal morn one can hear the leaves falling
off the trees one by one. As one walks in the leaves they create
quite a rustling sound and the smell of the changing and fallen
leaves is unmistakable.
Photographs by Diane Shepard Johnson
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