Crisp, cooler air, the crunch of brush beneath their pattering feet and the golden light that hits just around 4 p.m. fills my heart with warm delight.
Fall and my boys: can't think of anything better.
Sunday, November 24, 2013
The Boys of Fall
Despite there has been a bit too much of the boys of fall blaring across our 52 incher these days, it has been a delight when me and my sidekicks get out there and dive into the leaves:
Crisp, cooler air, the crunch of brush beneath their pattering feet and the golden light that hits just around 4 p.m. fills my heart with warm delight.
Fall and my boys: can't think of anything better.
Crisp, cooler air, the crunch of brush beneath their pattering feet and the golden light that hits just around 4 p.m. fills my heart with warm delight.
Fall and my boys: can't think of anything better.
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