Years ago, I found myself in western New England exploring a Shaker village on a Fall day that may have boasted the finest colors I have ever witnessed. I stood in an open field and turned round and round; every distant hills was awash in red and gold. It was my favorite October moment ever. Today I found a handful of Oklahoma trees with such rich colors. It made me think of the Shakers and their simple lives, adorned with little but the colors God splashes on the earth. Happy Fall!
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