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Jul 2017
Fields lay golden with wheat and hay. The air has begun to be crisp in the morning. The days are getting shorter and the moon seems a bit fuller. Pumpkin plants have put forth chutes with Green melons forming that will soon be golden, then orange. The leaves have begun to fade from their vibrant Green. Flowers in the field have turned Golden as the rays of the sun disappear a little more each day. Fields full of corn are brought into the barns and farmers begin to store up for the winter. All things are changing slowly, festivals are beginning to take on a different hue. Summer dresses and sandals are replaced by sweaters and boots. A transition has begun as the harvest if brought in.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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