Hello, November
Much have I spoken of the faded leaf; Long have I listened to the wailing wind, And watched it ploughing […]
Much have I spoken of the faded leaf; Long have I listened to the wailing wind, And watched it ploughing […]
“October” by Robert Frost (from A Boy’s Will, 1913) O hushed October morning mild,Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;Tomorrow’s wind,
𝐈𝐭’𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐲.
The glare of the screen will never replace the light of sun. And viewing 1200-1800 pixels on a post will
A Sunday drive on a Wednesday. The sun was sending its warmth through the windows. The wishful windshield seemed large