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The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
~ Emily Dickinson
I love Dickinson's images of the world around her, decking itself out in its autumn finery. What natural "trinkets" have you noticed so far this fall?