Isn’t bittersweet the saddest word?  Parting can be bittersweet, love can be bittersweet, joy can be bittersweet, and on it goes. We thought that this one branch of bittersweet berries left on the dying vine said it all – lone, but beautiful – color standing out in the fading fall light. Winter is coming and it is always bittersweet to say goodbye to the lushness of summer and the glory of fall.
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I keep coming back to this one. It’s bittersweet to do so.
One bittersweet branch awaits you in our living room –
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We love you and hope to have you come back to upstate NY to visit someday†love always, the Rossells.
Thanks for the loving – never can get enough of it! We miss upstate and try to get there as often as we can – stay in touch – Judie