Across The Yard, by jeanimoo |
A cool breeze blows across the yard and leaves begin to fall, birds sing and are packed together like rats as if they were getting ready to take flight. Soon, many beautiful colors will emerge and the smell of fall will be in the air as a cool breeze blows across your the yard. |
Posted: 2005-10-02 03:32:49 UTC |
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