I love a cold morning in the fall. I enjoy the brisk chill in the air, the colors of the leaves illuminated by the first rays of the morning sun; the steam rising from a hot cup of coffee. It is a reflective time of year. It is a season of change; a time when everything goes dormant, but it always seems to whisper the promise of the coming year.
Fall Mornings
- October 27, 2017
- Musings
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AJ
Carolina grad, business owner, Master of the Oblivious, "Rural Renaissance Man", dog lover, family man, geek...