I've always loved Fall the best. Spring is nice, but summer and winter tend to draw out long and get old. Fall never gets old. It always feels like it doesn't last nearly long enough. I love the smell of cider and fires and turkey and pumpkin bread. Fall is a time when we harvest all the good from the work we've done. It is a time of abundance and family.
Thursday there will be a high of 72 degrees. I will wear a sweater.
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