With anticipation of cooler days, I await autumn, my favorite season. As I glance out of my window, I dream of leaves just beginning to change to colors of auburn, sage, gold, and crimson. I think of what it would be like to walk along a path covered with these dried, crinkly leaves once they've fluttered free from the branches. The thought of a toasty pumpkin pie exiting the oven, accompanied by the escaping, luxurious scent of steamy cinnamon and apple cider from the tea kettle, warms my heart! In my mind, I see a picturesque scene of an apple orchard filled with a large, boisterous farm family, loading the fruit into bushels. Nearby, jolly youth are in the vegetable garden, up-rooting squash, potatoes, and carrots for the winter's stash. A humid breeze of summer's warmth brings me back to reality, reminding me how I truly can't wait for fall!
(c. May 2, 2008)
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