October Birch Grove Fibre Blend

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There were birch trees in front of our cottage. When we would go up in October, the leaves had turned gold. Fallen leaves turned the ground gold. When the wind blew, even the air turned gold with fluttering, falling leaves. It even smelled different than the woods behind the cottage, where different kinds of trees grew.

When I read about the mallorns of Lothlorien, I always think of those birch trees.

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