Autumn is time's hinge. At it's center, you can see the moon working out the arithmetic -- necessary & beautiful. No different than baking squash. No different than editing a poem. In all instances, look toward the moon; herein lies wisdom. A tad of mischief, too.
when was the vehicle left alone, and near what lilac bush? Who transported the onions to the oregano field and forgot to tell the till? And why was the rake turned southward in the barn at 3?
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