Gone were the summer flowers, and all our lush annual plants. And after our fall clean-up, all that were left of them were memories, and these yard waste bags.
All in this life, is temporary.
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Seasons are made for change. π π¦
Yes, indeed. Some of the changes I embrace readily, some, like the bitter cold, not so much. π