Summer Ends


The summer season comes to an end and the thought of winter heating fuel bills makes me queasy.

Gotta love it. Oil companies in action.

The beauty of fall is on the horizon, leaves change, a chill in the air.

This is suppose to be my year but the months are quickly slipping away. Things are falling into place and the writing is coming back.

So it goes..

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