When we take refuge under the banner Of quiet and sombre rationality, When passions’ flames have grown much dimmer And their unbridled liberty Is now ridiculous, and their outbursts, And even their belated thirsts, – Then, with some struggle, now being sober We love to hear sometimes the tale From another’s tongue of passion’s gale,…
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Fall Foliage In and Out of the City
Fall is one of my favourite times of year. It always has been. I don’t love the heat of a tireless summer sun but I love snuggling under a heavy wool sweater. In some ways I fear change but when it comes to the seasons that’s a whole different story. I love the changing light…