With the 
Midwest weather looking like it should in mid-October, we offer you a poem along with a photo of Lola this week.
Fall, Leaves, Fall by Emily Brontë
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
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Remember to ensure your Beneficial Ownership Information reports are getting filed. We’re focused at the end of this week on 2025 Strategic Planning and learning at the Solo and Small Firm Conference.