Monday, October 14, 2013

Autumn Senses

The smell and sound of raked leaves when you ride your bike through them.

The crisp sound and taste of a fresh apple dripping juices down your fingers.

A delightful breeze blowing across your face and a sky so blue you could swim in it.

The bright orange counterpoint of pumpkins in dead and dying fields. 

The savory smell and herb-filled taste of every soup recipe in the box tried in a single week.

October isn't always so lovely; but this one is one for the ages. 

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