Even if only for a brief moment, when walking through my neighborhood this weekend with my 3 ducklings... the sound of leaves rustling under our feet and the smell of burning leaves in the air... I am taken back- way back- to my youth, a young girl walking to school in the crisp air that is "fall" in Western New York State...
I am quickly brought back to reality however, at the sight of my nearly-7 year old running through the park in shorts... in November. The fall in the mid-south is nothing compared to that that I remember of fall in WNY.
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