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"Weeping may endure for the night, but joy cometh in the morning." Psalm 30:5

Perhaps joy will linger in the afternoon as well.

This afternoon calls for a quilt, a cup of dirty chai, and this lovely stack:

Woody, Hazel, and Little Pip

By The Light of the Harvest Moon

Autumn: An Alphabet Acrostic

Snowsong Whistling

In November

Christopher's Harvest Time

Apple Cake

Crawdad Creek

Brother Bartholomew and the Apple Grove

Mother Earth and Her Children

Pumpkin Moonshine

The Ox-Cart Man