Spring is brown; summer, green; autumn, yellow; winter, white; November, gray.
My boy Florek:
Autumn I love thy latter end to view
In cold Novembers days so bleak and bare
When like life's dwindled thread worn nearly thro
Wi lingering pottering pace and head bleach'd bare /
Thou like an old man bids the world adieu....
Today again no difference between day & night, all the time the same cupe darkness...No pics again... but I found some photos taken a year ago...:)
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