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dreaminghope) wrote2004-09-19 01:15 pm
dreaminghope) wrote2004-09-19 01:15 pm
Autumn
My home smells of hot peach crisp.
The sun is shining, in that warm golden way it does only on perfect fall days. The door's open to let the cool breeze blow through.
The rosemary on my altar has infused the living room with that slight herbal scent.
Puck killed another bird - the second in two days.
Rosemary, peaches, sun and death... it is definitely autumn.
The sun is shining, in that warm golden way it does only on perfect fall days. The door's open to let the cool breeze blow through.
The rosemary on my altar has infused the living room with that slight herbal scent.
Puck killed another bird - the second in two days.
Rosemary, peaches, sun and death... it is definitely autumn.