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‘This old world keeps on spinning round…’

‘…it’s a wonder tall trees ain’t layin’ down… There comes a time.’

Neil Young


By Lee Welton (Flickr)

the tail end of autumn leaves whipped up like a small eddy on a low gust of wind; briefly lifting them up and twirling around before they went to ground, the under-the-radar breeze vanishing as quickly as it came…

All by the bandstand.