“ O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stainedWith the blood of the grape, pass not, but sitBeneath my shady roof; there thou may’st rest,And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe;And all the daughters of the year shall dance!Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers.”—William Blake, “To Autumn,” 1783Tomorrow is September 22nd, the first day of Fall.I wish you all, dear readers, a pleasant and
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