What a beautiful day today--bright and full of sun, around 58 degrees, so fallish. It brought to mind that poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay:
God's World
O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
and all but cry with colour!
...Lord I do fear
Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year.
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