Colours Turning on Boat Hill

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Here's what's currently outside my kitchen window. Rosehip in the foreground, rowan berries in the middle, and cloned white brick houses like my own in the background.

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So they clone houses over there too! The wonders of mechano-genetic engineering continue to amaze me.

Rosehips are common here, but no rowans. We do have sugar maples, though!