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Come November The Fallen Leaves Bring Memories
The sound of my childhood: crows crowing in every park and over every building, come early Winter. The sights…
November 11, 2025
The sound of my childhood: crows crowing in every park and over every building, come early Winter. The sights…
November 11, 2025
In a place where time stands still. In a place where Spring is almost seen. In a place where…
May 1, 2023
The woods offer nothing at the end of winter. Just a disaster, after all the leaves have dried and…
April 2, 2022
It’s a place I always enjoy coming back to, be it Winter, Spring or Summer. It’s a place just…
January 17, 2022
It’s Halloween weekend. I don’t have a costume. This black outfit along with a very dark make-up will do.…
October 30, 2021