I am back. Autumn is a rebirth time, so it seems. Autumn light. Fog in the early mornings, rust forests' songs. And wind, so much wind ... This time of the year reminds me of spring, everything's so vivid, bursting of life. Even the birds' songs are so springlike, have you heard?
Autumn cleaning. Preparing. Expecting.
Changing everything carefully, without breaking anything (E. E. Cummings).
Thank you all for your great patience. I do continue.
Thank you all for your great patience. I do continue.
Hvala.
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