The hills in joyful noise

Autumn has felt compressed this year because of late colors, vibrant, short-lived, and arriving in unison. There was no gradual unveiling, with colors neatly taking turns on the mountains. This year was a carnival, chalk color run, and confetti parade with all the players on stage at once. Life is like that sometimes.

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Angela

I write so my family will always have letters from home.