The Victoria & Albert Museum was the first museum I visited in London. It would have taken hours to wander through. We absorbed an exhibit on the evolution of fashion, among others. All the museums in London operate by donation only. It rocked.
The turning of leaves implies change; seasons change as summer's green glory gives way to autumn's crisp crimson and golden hues. The leaves of a book tell of adventures and trails conquered. And, as one chapter ends, another opens - beautiful, clean, new - blank to be written upon. For me, that is now. I am Turning Leaves.
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