Random photo round up:
1. Sunrise on a surprisingly cold day in October; snow on branches that are still laden with gold.
2. In which we try again to put out suet for the birds. Last year’s attempt resulted in a feast for the squirrels. It took them less than 24 hours to figure out how to break into the suet cage, which they discarded in plain sight as if to taunt us with their victory. This year I found some curvy metal doohickeys to make it more challenging for them. I want to win this battle.
3. Chrysanthemum, the belle of the Autumn Ball.
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From The Princess Bride by William Goldman
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