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The autumn crispness now blends with the harvest smells on the breeze
The last barbeques, corn busts, and fire pits are lasting longer.
The last of the roses are worshipped petal by petal...covered by frost..now by snow.
The last die-hard campers are offering pleas.
Spirits are buckling up, seeing if they are worth the metal
of the long winter ahead.