
As I left the fountain area, I walked through the golden leaves that are already drifting down from the trees. It was another reason to stop and reflect on past years when little Bella was still alive. She loved walking through the leaves because they made a soft rustling sound as she walked through and a few would stick to her paws which confused and delighted her.
Another lovely year is almost gone - but the beauty survives and the sweet memories will remain ...........


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