Falling into Fall
Jane Rennyson Jane Rennyson

Falling into Fall

Something terrible happened to me this weekend. I went out for a walk, and all of a sudden I heard this crunching sound beneath my feet. I looked down and saw leaves. Dead leaves. Brown and crinkly, blowing around the street, signifying the first signs of fall. Yuck! I have a confession to make. I don’t like fall. Oh my gosh- I know! I can’t believe I’m even saying this, but it’s true.

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