When I walked outside to water the garden this morning, I could feel the presence of Fall.  It’s not here yet; lets not rush things.  The anticipition of fall is always a hopeful time for me.

I love the smells of fall:
apples
cinnamon
clove
nutmeg
burning leaves

I love the sights of fall:
reds, oranges, and browns of leaves falling to the ground
pumpkins and cornstalks decorating front porches
fields bare after harvest
sweaters

Did I miss anything?  what would you add to the list?  What about taste? or sound?

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