when the air is just nippy enough to start wearing a sweater,
and when a brisk breeze scatters swirling colored
leaves everywhere -- just waiting to be scooped up
by little boys who love hearing the crunching sound
as they land on the tree's last gift of the season,
a pillow of leaves.
Here's the view from our back patio. The colors
turn deeper shades of red, yellow and orange each day.

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