It seems like there haven't been many real winters since I lived on the farm. They were more intense because of our isolation but I believe they were actually much colder, too. I remember blizzards in May and September and mountains of snow and every year I think maybe this one will be bad like those.
I love fall. Have always loved fall. In Texas it was always so welcoming after the blistering heat of summer. I would feel almost euphoric every autumn. After we moved to th he midwest I learned to appreciate the spring, that first day above freezing and then the beauty of everything coming back to life but fall is still my favorite.
And maybe, maybe this year we'll have a Real winter again.
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