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As a commuter, it's mildly annoying to have the school busses stop the traffic, but while I wait, my mind takes a journey back to my youth. I remember what it was like returning to elementary school. I remember colorful leaves, pencil cases. I can still hear the way a skillful teacher used chalk to punctuate a lesson. Mmmm... the smell of soup in a thermos, Elmer's paste, crayons, coffee and perfume (the teacher's). I remember favorite sites along the way to school, the toy store, the Army surplus, the barking dogs at the car dealership. And oh, spelling bees... I was good at spelling! Some people don't like sweaters, but I love them because it is a link to this season. The nights are cooler; that's perfect for sleeping!
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(inhaling deeply) I love this time of year!.
Friends, the leaf pic looks color saturated because I placed it on a purple cloth, but that's the real deal. Our colors are just starting to turn here.
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