2004-10-05 - 4:20 p.m.
So, in this higgilty piggilty world of topsy turvy scrumble bringe warblers, I got up this morning extra stupidly early as a rather excentric friend of mine had concocted a mad scheme to get up before dawn, drive his hired car (a really fancy Lincoln Limo like thing) and drive 100 miles north into New York State to see a waterfall.
It was wicked!
The leaves have just begun their fateful journey into DEATH by loosing their green pigment and becoming moistureless. Giving the sun a chance to turn them into a red/yellow/brown Autumn wonderland of leafy bollocks.
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