She saw this little tree being blown about by the wind and devised a plan to help the tree keep his leaves.
mulatto diaries
creating a bye-racial world
She saw this little tree being blown about by the wind and devised a plan to help the tree keep his leaves.
mulatto diaries 
I like that you like autumn, as strange as that might sound. I was born in a place that has no autumn and so when I came to live in New York and saw it for the first time, it seemed like magic – all the leaves changing colours, like in a storybook or something.