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Hi, Page Turner here! Sorry that I haven't written in a while...it's been super busy. Fall is coming! Fall--not autumn, mind you. Autumn seems to much like sunlight and warm breezes, and red trees. I'm talking about fall--rusty brown leaves that scuttle on the ground, pale blue skies, shadowy cold days, husky afternoons, bright red, yellow, and red, pumpkins, geese, fire in the fireplace, raking leaves....Fall is endless and seems to be different than Autumn. Anyway, Fall's here and I'm so happy! I want to spend all my time outside and just sit and watch Fall fall. (By the way, who came up with the word 'Fall'? Love it as I might, was that the most creative they could come up with? Did someone just look at the sky, say, 'Look how those leaves fall! What shall we call it? Oh...how about fall?) I love what this devotional said about autumn/fall. It's the time where everything dies, and produces something even prettier. Kind of like dying to our old sinful desires and nature; God turns us into something much more beautiful! So you can expect that I shall frolic with Fox and eat pumpkin pie and watch the geese fly away, as the red, orange, yellow, and brown leaves swirl around us. Bye!
--page turner
(Tomorrow expect a review on Cinderella (2015)

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