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Something Wonderful

In the Library The library always smells like this: an ancient stew of vinegar and wood. It’s autumn again, and I can do anything. Dorothea Grossman

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Something Wonderful

As the wind blows and the leaves come out to play, a few musings to delight us: Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive … Continue reading

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Something Wonderful

As we summer murmurs its last goodbye and the leaves come out to play, here are two brief musings to delight you: Autumn The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry’s cheek is plumper, … Continue reading

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