the leaves are turning ,there is a crisp nip in the air, the woodland animals are busy getting ready for winter, the days grow short ,my favorite time of year hot cup of tea and a sugar cookie or two;sitting here remembering of past times ,when the kids were young Joanie and I would take them pumpkin picking but they are grown outgoing young adults now and don't have time for such foolishness.One day they too will be sitting where I am now and hopefully writing such as I do now,with fond memories and thinking about the love and the joy their own families have given them.
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