‘Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower’
I would never tell the other seasons, but fall is my favorite, favorite, favorite. The way the air wake up your lungs when you breathe it in deep, the way you can layer your clothes and peek out at the world, the way each day changes the landscape around you and you are all too aware of how finite things are. I’d never been to Radnor Lake until a couple of days ago, when the…
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