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Your leaf pile memory and horse-riding memory jogged my past, too. Thank you, Rebecca. What always hits me first in September is the memory of getting ready to head off to be a college freshman. I was going to a new cluster college within a larger U with my best friend for a roommate. My whole life ahead of me! I could hardly contain my excitement. I used my summer earnings to buy a wonderful forest green raincoat, and demi boots the color of a chestnut. And I was reading like crazy, but also tramping through the early color as it got later in the month. Bursting along with the trees.

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I love this so much. And now I'm thinking of the wool sage-green ankle-length coat with a fleece-lined hood that I wish I still had! Thank you for this.

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For me it’s the various colors of the trees as they change. Red Japanese Maple, yellow maples, and the oranges and shades in between. It’s beautiful. And the end of oppressive heat and humidity…

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Oh, yes, so beautiful! Also, yes, good riddance to hot, sticky days! Hello brisk breezes and clear blue skies!

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