Oh, December.

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Baby, it’s cold outside.

 

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Louisa May Alcott

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Now the day is done,
Now the shepherd sun
Drives his white flocks from the sky;
Now the flowers rest
On their mother’s breast,
Hushed by her low lullaby.

excerpt from Lullaby by Louisa May Alcott

cause you were all yellow

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“‘Cause you were all yellow
I drew a line
I drew a line for you
Oh what a thing to do
And it was all yellow”

Coldplay

Fall, yellow leaves, crisp morning, Coldplay. Heaven.