For a second, I was right in the wind gust of fall, and it was perfect. The fresh, crisp air, the skyline filled with trees whose leaves we’re changing from green to orange to red, the scattered rain. It’s…
For a second, I was right in the wind gust of fall, and it was perfect. The fresh, crisp air, the skyline filled with trees whose leaves we’re changing from green to orange to red, the scattered rain. It’s…