Remembering where we were this time last year. My very own house, the Brownsfield. Sweet memories.
A little bird nest in one of our trees.
My little Indian.
My sweet neighbor's house.
Leaves are falling to the ground and soon autumn will be over. Today I'd just like to soak up the colors and bask in the moments.
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