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https://onlineconferenceformusictherapy.com/2025/02/22/lej3nn1wkg Do others feel a pull to take this sort of photo every fall? Seems I always find a red leaf amongst all the golden and brown leaves, or an oak leaf caught in the autumn-brown tall prairie grasses. Always looking for the odd one out. The trees are close to bare. Naked branches. All the color pulled from the grasses. Cold winds blowing, whistling, teasing. Trying to hold on to autumn a while longer, yet silently acknowledging winter’s approach.
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see The crimson leaf is my favorite too.