The last flowers and fruits of the season, the husks and shells of effervescent blooms, the spectral forms of autumn, are poignant reminders not only of the ephemeral, but of the eternal. In nature there is no death, only transformation.
The last flowers and fruits of the season, the husks and shells of effervescent blooms, the spectral forms of autumn, are poignant reminders not only of the ephemeral, but of the eternal. In nature there is no death, only transformation.
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