Autumn reaches our town just a little bit later than everywhere else. It is finally, fully here. You can feel the crisp and hear the crunch. This is my favorite time of year. Harvest seasons are no longer on the mind, family life is back to normal. We bake squash, dance until our cheeks are rosy, and take bike rides to explore new parks.
I forgot the feeling of flying on a swing. So many butterflies in your stomach they spill out as giggles. Today we all flew. I love this sweet world. This sweet family. Grateful for this November together.
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