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Bulls eyes gaze focused
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ready to meet the challenge
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Ready set go:… charge !
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ever wish on stars
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hoping for your prince to come?
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There he is: Bullseye !
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I love the fall leaves...every year, different hues due to different conditions of temperature and moisture. These are a few leaves I saved from last year. The leaves are starting to turn on the coast of Maine as of last week
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Fall, my favorite time of the year.
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Chill in the air,
time for sweaters, coats,
gloves and caps,
to warm your
achy muscles and bones .
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“I have a cold in my connections”
a lady told me
one brisk fall day,
and put another layer
or two of sweaters on.
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The smell of burning leaves,
and of a wood stove lit
to warm the house
or maybe cook Saturday nights
beans, hot dogs and biscuits.
Coffee and tea a must,
hot chocolate, treat.
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Air cool…
sometimes cold in Maine,
I love it…
and make no bones about it.
The perfect temperatures
for me…
not too hot, not too cold
no ice or snow….
most years.
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Warm days, cool nights,
produce the perfect landscape
of an artists palette for viewing.
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Leaf peepers flow down Main Street,
turn towards Bar Harbor
…”the island”,
home of Acadia National Park
fall beauty beyond words.
Follow the leaf season
from north to south,
the colors amaze
all over the state.
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Fall brings us inside,
to paint,
to read,
to knit or crochet,
to sit by the fireplace and write
and probably take a nap.
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Life becomes quieter this time of year.
Days become dark earlier and earlier…
it’s nice to just go out
early in the day,
do what needs to be done,
planning to stay home
as soon as the school buses
flow by the house.
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Fall,
my favorite time of year.
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siggiofmaine 