hh...fall. The flaming colors, the turning leaves and snuggly sweaters. Gone are the ice- cold glasses of tea and out come those hand-warming mugs of latte. One can almost smell the fragrance..... Of the latte that is. Not the sweating dogs in the slightly damp woolen sweaters. Original 4 x 4 gallery-wrapped mini painting is in a private collection.
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