“Best of all he loved the fall
The leaves yellow on the cottonwoods
Leaves floating on the trout streams
And above the hills
The high blue windless skies
Now he will be a part of them forever"
Ernest Hemingway aptly expressed my feelings for this season - such a glorious time of year.
I savor these beautiful fall days, cool nights, brisk mornings, pumpkins , brilliant leaves, bulb planting, harvesting, running, crunching leaves beneath my feet, cozy clothes, comfort food, change, a fresh start, new beginnings...
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