We awoke to a leaf-covered driveway that looked like crispy, brown and gold snow. D and B couldn't wait to get outside to enjoy the arrival of fall, and we spent the next two hours riding bikes and searching for the perfect leaves to use for a few craft projects I have planned for tomorrow. Usually around mid-February I begin wondering why anyone would want to live in New England with the long, dreary, bitter winters. But then October arrives and quietly awakens a renewal of awe at the beauty New England possesses. I wouldn't want to be anywhere else than right here in my own yard during this fleeting time of the year. It's wonderful to see the boys enjoying the season as much as I do, if not more. Raking leaves, stacking wood, breathing in the crisp air. Wandering through the yard, matching fallen leaves to their trees. Picking apples, baking pies, drinking warm apple cider and visiting the pumpkin patch. It's going to be a busy month!
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