Autumn is approaching and with it is
a basketfull of brittle leaves - colors
all over the spectrum. Cardinal reds,
lemon chiffon yellows, pumpkin orange,
even eggplant purple pops it's head up.
Through my sweatshirt I feel the brisk winds pick
up and bring goosebumps to my arms and legs
as I hunt for the biggest pumpkin in
the pumpkin field. Corn stalks harvested for
decoration stand sentinel against
a craft booth. Homemade soaps, Indian dream
catchers hang gracefully from white tents, framed
cross-stitch and quilts showing a country life
that I embrace and love and can not get
enough of. Autumn is approaching and
life can not get any sweeter than this.


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