Obviously I haven't been very disciplined about writing in this blog. So much and so little has been going on. In other words, I have absolutely no excuse whatsoever. That said, let's see... Yesterday, my day off, a friend and I rode out into the countryside to see the beautiful changing colors. It was a wonderful day. Fresh air, sunshine, colors, it was great.
Today, on my way home from work I smelled leaves burning. Ah, I love the smell of leaves burning in the fall. Another hint of childhood long past, when I used to help my Dad rake them up into a big pile only to jump in them with my brothers and spread them all over again. Finally we would rake them into a line along the side of the road and Dad would light them, and the smell was perfect. We can't burn them now, just bag them up. Which brings me back to turning onto my street and smelling leaves...burning. I never saw where they were, but I didn't need to. The brief moment in time was spellbinding, and I enjoyed every second.
It doesn't get any better than that!
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