Friday, 29 September 2006

Stadtpark in Late September

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"The spirits of the air live in the smells
Of fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round
The gardens, or sits singing in the trees."
Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat,
Then rose, girded himself, and o'er the bleak
Hills fled from our sight; but left his golden load.

From:
"To Autumn", by William Blake


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Pictures taken around 2 pm on September 29, 2006


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