"Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering."
~Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland And The End Of The World
While the leaves have mostly withered and died, there is a strange beauty in it somehow. I know, I know, I hold onto autumn for dear life, even in it's passing, but what can I say, when most of the trees in my favorite park have turned to stick figures, it excites me to see even the deep earth tones.
If it's going to be in the 60's outside, in winter, how about some appropriate music?
California Dreaming...
I Saw Her Again Last Night...
Mood: Happy
~Me :)
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