this passing season.

Today it snowed all day, I am missing the warm fall sunlight, the smell of crisp leaves and, the sound of the crunch under-foot. The mystery of what the weather will be tomorrow. If I should dress in sweaters and scarves or sneakers, or if I should have hot cocoa for breakfast or sweet apple juice for breakfast. Missing the mystery and secrecy of this passing season.

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