Just Jazzy 156

“There is something in the autumn that is native to my blood—
Touch of manner, hint of mood;
And my heart is like a rhyme,
With the yellow and the purple and the crimson keeping time.”

(Bliss Carman)

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Good for you if you never out-grow the inclination to jump gleefully into a pile of autumn leaves. It’s a magnificent way to feel.

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