Thursday, October 23, 2014

Night Travels To Hope

It's dark, but not the kind of night that's the after-party.  It's autumn dark, perfect for a rare early dinner briskly walked to through cool wind. 

The days are getting shorter and the years, fewer.  But stepping into a fall evening, you just feel like promises will still be kept.

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Sunday Memories: In The Still, Night Travels

Before Global Warming There Was Autumn

The Welcoming Passage To Dear Friends

Tales From A Hard Day's Night: Mieux La Chance, Que L'Address (Better Luck Than Skill)

The Lights Of Autumn 

Autumn In New York

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