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Autumn Scents

Every tree has changed her dress to a swirl of oranges, browns and reds. The cat is sniffing the scents in the kitchen. The dog is tearing up my stuffed scarecrow on the porch. It is a cool crisp day. I am thinking about making apple crisp for lunch. A pile of gourds and maize have completed my porch display that matches the dress of the trees. There is no season like autumn. pumpkin seasoning spectacularly sweet scent scarecrows and maize

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Date: 9/23/2021 5:53:00 PM
Wonderful. You almost make me like autumn. I'm a humbug autumn sort of guy because it reminds me winter is coming, and I hate winter!!!!!! with a passion......
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/24/2021 1:03:00 AM
I like winter but winter does not like me. I am an asthmatic and cold weather triggers it.

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