in the fall we wake up to frost on the ground.
sun shining bright over golden mountains.
the afternoon heat thaws the earth and we peel off jackets and hats.
in the fall we explore.
tall white aspens reaching for the sky, piled high with yellow on top.
our boots keep our toes toasty in the light snow beneath our feet.
in the fall, we love burgers.
ok ok.
we always love burgers.
I feel like too
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