It is cold today for the first time in months, and I couldn't be happier. It's all blustery and crisp, making me crawl under covers and sigh contentedly. The sky keeps alternating between bright blue with big white clouds and a cool, autumn grey, covering up the sun.
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"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns"
--George Eliot (née Mary Ann Evans)
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