Of all the seasons, autumn is by far my favorite. Having grown up in New England, I was blessed with seeing the full glory of fall with all its foliage. The vivid reds, yellows, and burnt oranges set the woods ablaze in color. I always associate the coming of autumn with a return to school, a re-commitment to learning and wisdom. This then makes it a season of the mind. It is also a transition from the warmth of summer to the snowy cold of winter...
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