Crispy golden leaves littering street and sidewalk - children scuffling through the drifts and piles on their way to school. A biting gust of wind steals my breath and throws my hair wildly around as I open the door and my reluctant, be-sweatered pup tiptoes outside to greet the day. The smell of frosty damp earth mingles with the homey fragrance of wood smoke. Fireside breakfast awaits with woolen blankets, cozy slippers, and piping hot tea as my Jesse and I slowly wake and begin to craft a plan for the autumn morning before us.
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