Falling

the trees have started to turn in Marshfield:

After 9 years in Houston, I’d almost forgotten how wondrous this is. Prior to that I’d spent two glorious years in New England, so it really was from one extreme to the other. I can’t wait for full-blown Fall to arrive in all its orange, red and purple glory.

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  1. I’ve always liked fall. It probably has something to do with growing up in a wooded area of MI and our fall barbecues. Nice memories. 🙂

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