Fall is my favourite season, anywhere. In this small town, where we found our little Victorian home, it is perhaps even more calming. The leaves grab your attention; they seem to say, "Look at me! This is it; I will not be this beautiful again. Soon I will dry up, fall to the ground, and be covered with snow." It is a time of decay, but it is also the start of regrowth. |
| A View from Town |
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| Autumn Fireweed |
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| Sneak Peek at Our LBH and Workshop |
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| Aspen and Sky |
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| Burning Leaves |
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