“It was one of those sumptuous days when the world is full of autumn muskiness and tangy, crisp perfection: vivid blue sky, deep green fields, leaves in a thousand luminous hues. It is a truly astounding sight when every tree in a landscape becomes individual, when each winding back highway and plump hillside is suddenly and infinitely splashed with every sharp shade that nature can bestow - flaming scarlet, lustrous gold, throbbing vermilion, fiery orange.” -- Bill Bryson "I'm a Stranger Here Myself: Notes on Returning to America After Twenty Years Away" 1998 via 500px http://ift.tt/2dSWvdx
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