Hooray for golden September days and the geometry of the season:
A feast for the senses this balmy autumn evening, lumiere
with a bit of son thrown in - cackling pheasants, cooing pigeons with a warm breeze rustling trees and grass - and that nostalgic, familiar scent of autumn - though why it`s so agreeable when it`s really the start of the decaying process is another question altogether...........
Sunday, 22 September 2013
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