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Early fall colours. The first ones are just in streets in my town. The last one is a relatively newly planted tree in my back yard.
Oh, how I miss the reds and purples of hardwoods turning. Only get golden yellows out here.
When we get golden colours here it means the tree is dying. Your neighborhood looks very pretty.
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Oh, how I miss the reds and purples of hardwoods turning. Only get golden yellows out here.
When we get golden colours here it means the tree is dying. Your neighborhood looks very pretty.
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