A couple of maple trees in my backyard have been trying to tell me for a couple of weeks that it is the peak of fall. I have refused to believe them, as the rest of the trees have still been flauting green, and the temperature had still been in the 80's. I took a 3-mile walk/jog this morning along the lake behind our development. On the way back, I was running against the fresh breeze, and all I could say was Oh... My... God! The smell of apples ripe in the trees, and a temperature in the low 70's - reinvigorated me, leaving me with enough energy for the whole week! Yes, my favorite season of the year is right around the corner! And I felt proud for the 1000th time of my decision to leave the busy life of NYC and come to where I am. Thank you, God!
I should plan a drive next weekend to Vermont or New Hampshire to see the foliage.
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