A crisp, fall evening drive home from Picton. The setting sun seems so much more precious when you know winter's on its way. Isn't that the best part about living in a four season climate though?
Yesterday, I set four orange 60's style kitchen chairs by the roadside for free pick up. They were gone by this morning. Because they are orange, and it's autumn, and they're free.
We all scramble to appreciate at least four times a year, knowing that all is about to change. OK, maybe three times a year. Those last few days of winter are often anything but precious.
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