Gather ye rosebuds while ye may

[cyrano]

The wind is blowing. The trees are murmuring amongst themselves. The rain, right now, is falling in thick misty blankets. The leaves are showing new colour. The turning begins. Renewal begins.

Of course, I'm tempted to spend the day driving around listening to Snow Patrol. But the sword has two sides.

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[roseneko.livejournal.com]

Mmm. Just reading this post makes me shiver.