I was born and raised in Florida, but retired to the Isothermal Zone of North Carolina. My wife and I, made the right decision.
It's October in the Isotherm By Franklin Price 10/1/2019 It's October in the Isotherm The feel of Fall is in the air The leaves on trees are changing But only here and there Humminbirds are sipping On our feeders with their beaks We're giving them some sustinance To travel to the place they seek The birds will soon be gone The trees with color changed Leaves falling quickly to the ground Blue Ridge Mountains rearranged The beauty of the branches bare Are awesome on their own Share them with someone you love With some pictures from your phone At the end is Halloween Ghosts and goblins we will greet Then Thanksgiving in November Where we'll have too much to eat The Seasons ever changing Of the four, we have them all Enjoy the one we're in right now The special Isothermal Fall
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