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Oct 2017
Is a lovely  time  of  the  year.....

In  Windermere .

Leaves turning  into  a  rustic  brown,

Some  are  gold  and  yellow,

Falling  leaves  line  the  footpaths,

They  shimmer  in  the  rain,

And  blow  all  around  in  the  wind.
Katy Souse
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Katy Souse
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   Jackie Mead
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