For the past month or so I've been thinking about posting this photo of my Aunt Betsy. I recently got to see what used to be her little red cottage and was overcome with sweetness and sadness. Some things you just can't comprehend.
This year I'm feeling a bit wistful for a fall I've never had. You know the kind- a woodstove, a dog, a cabin, crunchy leaves, wool everything and pumpkins in the windows. It makes me happy to think that Betsy had that fall. That fall sounds pretty good.
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