The last few days the skies have been deep grey, with a swelled look to them. The trees are now all leaf-less and stark, in expectance for the winter. The snow has yet to fall, and we all know that when it does, it’s here to stay. This whole time is like a sort of limbo, the seasons are in transition to newer things, with a tension and aching that can be felt. Just an observation.
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