The beauty of that season is in its swift passing--which is perhaps true of all seasons. They are made sweet to us in their impermanence. I've neglected my blogs terribly, and I'm finally trying to catch up on my day off. Nobody reads them; their sole purpose is to give me a record of my travels. This is a pleasant spot known as the Miller Woods Nature Center, owned by the Western Pennsylvania Conservancy.
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