But, Fall, yes. Crisp days with rustling leaves. Beautiful colors that blaze in the light of November sunsets. The wisp of fragrance from chimney smoke drifting on the wind. The joyful shout of childrens' voices jumping in leaf piles.
Yeah, it eventually leads to the most dreaded of times - winter in New England. But for now? I'll take it.
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