Breathing in crisp must
The scents that herald winter.
Understanding that
written on each golden page,
Shining words of renewal.
Maggie on Dudley and Eunice | |
![]() | Rockall Mugs | Will… on It’s Pissing Down On… |
![]() | Peak 3 (Stillborn) |… on Alderley Edge |
erroneouschoices on Brittle (for Greg) | |
hana on Succotash |
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