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October is approaching in the evening,
Empty and small.
Secretly whistle: “Well, well!
What are our years! “,
Tormented until the light in captivity
And in the morning you look out into the yard –
Blind leaves make noise.
Their long copper conversation
I can’t stand it.
A dog yapping through a dream
Puppies murmur in the barn,
And the world swirls like a wheel
Without feeling freezing.
As the nights draw in, our ideas will turn into roasts, stews and heating pies and winter warmth comfort food. How can you be certain that you receive of the nourishment your body needs to fight off colds and influenza, although there is nothing wrong with stirring a bit over the wintertime? Nutritionist Sally Wisbey,… Read more