Some of the still-green horse chestnuts have begun to fall in the driveway and the goldenrod just started flowering today back there in my untended jungle of a yard. Time's getting away from you, say the chestnuts. Bees and wasps like us anyway, says the goldenrod, even though you think of us as weeds. Hey babies, I'm good with whatever. Thanks for being here.
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