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Wednesday, 12 October 2011 00:00 |
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What comes to mind when I think of this years’ lingering, drawn out journey from summer to fall is a cat that is poised for an ambush. You know how they stick their rear ends into the air and quietly shift their weight from foot to foot, gathering up pounce inside their legs and just waiting for that perfect, auspicious moment to strike? The trees have been hinting at a foliage change for weeks, insinuating grandeur and shifting in barely noticeable increments from green to golden-green to green-ochre and aaaaalmost yellow, undertones of orange. You can feel their readiness to suddenly BURST into brilliance, and all this anticipation only heightens one’s zipping experience! Oh the suspense
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