I was running last week and I saw this tree, it had the most amazingly orange leaves.
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I was running last week and I saw this tree, it had the most amazingly orange leaves.
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Traffic delays us and we don’t pull up to the big yellow house until dusk.
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The crispness of that October morning swiftly reminded me that I was no longer in Texas.
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Fall comes slowly—the temperature begins to drop ever so slightly, the days feel a bit shorter, and one leaf turning color becomes more leaves turning as the trees begin the process of a slow, beautiful death.
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