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October was full of cozy mornings and cherished first home memories.

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October Dump ت
October was full of cozy mornings and cherished first home memories.
Y'all (4) of you voted for me to go outside and enjoy some fresh air so i thought i would share some moments of my adventure, and a poem from a zine i bought along the way
what color is a joy? what color is a joy? can i chameleon my eyes to that lost hue? can i paint the gloomy winter landscapes with blooms of hummingbirds and chattering of bluejays as though it is spring? what palette contains the flowers in the open fields? what brush is like the ocean wave to wash the cold and rain away? tell me, tell me, painter, how can i draw the night as day? which shade in chiaroscuro will resurrect the liveliness of verdant streets? which jasmine god would heed such ink-stained prayers? what color is a joy? please tell me, dear painter. ~ igor brezhnev, my most tender turbulence is you
Apple picking 🍎
Always here for autumn 🎃🖤🧡🍂🍁
Fall adventures 🍁
⏰Woke up, fell out of bed. 🚿Dragged a comb across my head, ☕Found my way downstairs and drank a cup ⌚And looking up I noticed I was late... 👒Found my coat and grabbed my hat. 🚌Made the bus in seconds flat, 🚬Found my way upstairs and had a smoke, 💤And somebody spoke and I went into a dream...
I always leave here feeling a little lighter. Nature is everything to me.