As the season turns with a spectacular eruption of color in our Northeastern foliage, we are reminded of the cyclical nature of life. Life and death, day and night, spring and autumn… There is something ominous and yet pure in the way nature renews itself. Although we may feel powerless to control or even influence our environment to any significant degree, we are left feeling awed and at the same time reassured by the reliability of the established order. We learn to recognize the seasons, app...
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