"That country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay...That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts. Whose people passing at night on the empty walks sound like rain."
Ray Bradbury
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ray bradbury: a genius gentleman. and this is one of my favorite bits of his.
@gelt: i couldn't agree more. xo
Is this referring to The October Country?
i just melted. fantastic.
Oh Ray...
Now that you mention it your writing reminds me of him. I'm a semi-new follower & have gone back & read some of your older entries & your writing has given me this certain feeling that was reminiscent of an author I couldn't put my finger on. When I saw this it hit me. Both of you write in the most hauntingly beautiful way.
I'm hooked.
I love this so much. It really tugged at me. I immediately wrote it into my book of dreams.
this is lovely, and so appropriate. journaling it! Xx
These words are beautiful. I am in love with this season!
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