“The rains and constant drizzle had cleansed and polished the foliage everywhere, lending the greenery a rich, youthful charm.
The beads of water on the leaves, gave them an alluring sheen and added to their rejuvenating effect.”
― Sowmya Thejomoorthy, Drina The Earth Sorceress
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“I thought of many an autumn I had known: Seemly autumns approaching deliberately, with amplitude. I thought of wild asters, Michaelmas daisies, mushrooms, leaves idling down the air, two or three at a time, warblers twittering and glittering in every bush ('Confusing fall warblers,' Peterson calls them, and how right he is): the lingering yellow jackets feeding on broken apples; crickets; amber-dappled light; great geese barking down from the north; the seesaw noise that blue jays seem to make more often in the fall. Hoarfrost in the morning, cold stars at night. But slow; the whole thing coming slowly. The way it should be.”
― Elizabeth Enright, Doublefields: Memories and Stories
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