October is the month of painted leaves. Their rich glow now flashes round the world. As fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall, so the year near its setting. October is its sunset sky; November the later twilight.

Light can’t always be the path, if you fall into darkness may you sore through the misery….,I need to clean this one a up little.
Such an old painting of mine





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