It is often said by wise ones, that the one true constant is change. The Fall season is a delight on the front end, but less so on the back end. For most, the gardens are put to rest. The colder temps and rain/wind have scoured most of the trees of their leaves (although as I look out my window I notice my neighbor has tall trees that have yet to lose their leaves…the winds will eventually blow them my direction in December!). The beautiful images of Fall are less clear now. The rivers will rise and cleanse the banks of the maple leaves that fluttered down. Cleansing will happen, hopefully without too much damage and renewal will be waiting beneath that somber Winter blanket. That almost sounded poetic didn’t it?

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