Although I grew up in California, my favorite autumns were in Massachusetts and Colorado. That first crisp morning, where the light seems to dim, as it contemplates the months ahead, resting in anticipation of the fury and beauty of winter. I love autumn for many reasons. I’ll never forget the trip we took to New […]
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