There’s something about the first frost that always makes me pause. The stillness, the breath in the air, the way the garden seems to hold its last bit of color. It feels like both a beginning and an end.
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There’s something about the first frost that always makes me pause. The stillness, the breath in the air, the way the garden seems to hold its last bit of color. It feels like both a beginning and an end.
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