Ninety days is fall, remember?
September, through most of December.
Full of feats, fires & fatty acid
Ends with flurries & starts pretty placid.
Fall is 50 mild colorful days with cool quiet nights clamoring to keep you happy until November 10th when it turns cold. Forty more days when the leaves get serious about dropping, dead or tilled under gardens have their last rites & we begin to plan for the holidays.
Autumn foliage is natural eye candy,
A ride in the mountains is more that dandy.
Frights, fun & a football game,
You’ve found fall is still the same.
Last year I spent several weeks on the Hudson River by the George Washington Bridge. Walking along the river trail, enjoying the solitude as millions of people & cars trudged to Manhattan & back. The brilliant colors along the ridge was hard not to wrap up in from my floor to ceiling overlook of the Big Apple.
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