When I look out my window I am greeted by this unusual depiction of Fall....

The Fall scenery with which I am more accustomed to looks something like this...

Dear Autumn in Places with Deciduous Trees,
I miss listening to your leathery leaves dance in the breeze.
I miss your vibrant colors.
I miss the feel of your leaves crunching under my shoes.
I miss the smell of your cool, crisp air.
I miss watching your leaves glide gently to the ground.
Love,
Megan
Well Utah misses you too. I grew up in Arizona though, so I still look outside in Utah and think I am looking at a painting. Hope you are loving Nevada - and your electric bill story was HILARIOUS!!
ReplyDeleteI spent my Freshman year in college at Dixie (in St George), and I felt the same way. I came home one weekend and thought, "Wow! It feels like fall up here!"
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