Journal

The Shortest Season

It is my favourite time of year. The summer ends and we start anew. The leaves start changing into golds and reds and oranges and the wind cools. Cardigans and boots get pulled out of the cupboard. Hearty dishes appear on the weekly meal plan.   I do so love this time of year and yet every year, it is the same. It seems to be over in no time at all.

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