Wednesday, October 17, 2012


It's been decades since I've witnessed the splendor of fall.  Growing up on the east coast, it was my favorite season, a time for fair isle sweaters and football games.  I embraced the chill in the air, in denial that it would lead to the bleak days of winter.  But after twenty years in California, the fall's vibrancy has become a memory.  Thankfully, my recent trip to Kentucky was timed perfectly to bask in the season's colors.  We walked in the woods every chance we got, awed by nature.

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