I miss Fall on the East Coast. Memories of apple cider, hayrides (even though I'm deathly allergic to hay), flannel shirts, and that distinctive crispy air are immensely comforting to me. And of course, there are the amazingly beautiful colored leaves. Although we don't have that version of Fall here, my kids have a knack for zeroing in on the (comparatively few) pretty leaves they see when we're out and about.
As we walked this afternoon, Isaac happily showed me the peachy leaf he found on the ground. He marveled over its bright color and I took the opportunity to tell him --once again-- about Fall back in Maryland.
It's a blessing to share some of my own experiences and memories. And it's a blessing to remember.
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