I think my love for fall comes from growing up near a bunch of state parks and Starved Rock. I don't love the outdoors so much, except in the fall. I can never get enough of walking around when the air has a bit of a chill to it.
September 19, 2007
...and so it goes
I was trying to take care of everything in preparation for fall. I love fall. Fall means sweaters, coffee, pie, crock pot dinners, lazy football Sundays, cuddles and snuggles, knit scarves and hats, plenty of babylegs, and Plath.
I think my love for fall comes from growing up near a bunch of state parks and Starved Rock. I don't love the outdoors so much, except in the fall. I can never get enough of walking around when the air has a bit of a chill to it.
I think my love for fall comes from growing up near a bunch of state parks and Starved Rock. I don't love the outdoors so much, except in the fall. I can never get enough of walking around when the air has a bit of a chill to it.
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