...If you can make a girl laugh - you can make her do anything...

[summer] is where the -girls- go |barefoot|
& their [hearts] are /just as free/ as their toes

I never forget a face...

...but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception.

“Those true eyes

Too pure and too honest in aught to disguise

The sweet soul shining through them”

To Escape From A Trunk

Autumn Rain

"My sorrow, when she's here with me,

Thinks these dark days of autumn rain

Are beautiful as days can be;

She loves the bare, the withered tree;

She walks the sodden pasture lane."

Robert Frost

My November Guest

Fall Days

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.

George Eliot