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As the True Colors of Autumn Fall Upon Us 
Sounds of the Crisp Autumn Leaves
Everything Returns to Original Form
Until It is Time to Be Reborn.
 

Autumn
   leaves
 upon 
 the 
    ground
    will 
      make
     no       sound      unless
 you
   walk 
    around
 Autumn
    Leaves
 scattered
 round
  give
    off 
      an
    aroma
   like
     no
       other
      crispy
crackly 
  painted
    leaves
     upon
my   sleeves
      or
     in
    your
eyes
  a    beautiful
sight
 to
   be
      seen
    loving
   the
season
 for
  no
  other
   reason
    then
      the 
    crispy
  colorful
 falling
   seeds
     pods
       puffs
     and
dying
    weeds
     for
     it
     is
   a
 reminder
   that
     the
   old
        that
    was
     will    be    no   more til
    the
    new
  arises
where
 the
   sun
    shines
     spring
    time
   is
the
beginning
  of
    what
     was
        and
      is
    to
  be
again
  as
   the
     season
   anew
arrives
 in
  bloom
    with
     new
   colors
    and
      scents
   too
numerous
to 
      spew

 
My Favorite Sights Sounds & Effects


I don't wanna grow up!

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 ©Rochester, New York 1999 ©
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Music
of The Andes

Negrojos
Quichua Machis

Reosoy

Pajaro

Sariri 

Malku 

Estadio 

Vuelo 
August 1999  Action Pix
       I first heard this music at the Northwest Washington Fair in Lynden, Washington during the summer of 1997. It is an experience beyond words. While residing there, every summer I had the pleasure of not only listening, but also witnessing everyone else's joyful reaction as they passed by, stopped to listen & watch & became as mesmerized as I. The haunting mysticism of the instruments, the happy singing, the distinctive native dress of hand woven ponchos draw you over.   Small children instinctively let their bodies dance, as well as a few adult children :)
          You can go to this site to download several samples (or click on the notes here) & listen to one of the greatest, happiest & magical experiences for the heart, soul & spirit. My gift to you :)
      Let me also add that someone once described the State of Washington as that it is like living in a picture postcard, all beauty, & no substance. After spending 3 years soaking up the beauty, rain, & music, I have come away with a better understanding of life.  The simpler, the better. No matter how far we roam, or how much greener we think life might be on the other side of the septic tank (Erma Bombeck), there truly IS NO PLACE LIKE HOME. (Thank you, Dorothy Gale)

 
(You might first need to stop the embedded music on this page)
 July 1997 Washington State
©Suzie 1999©

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