Two Kinds of Growth

Two Kinds of Growth


 As another season passes and summer comes to a close, I am looking forward to the crispness that fall brings. Not the crisp in the air so much, but the crisp taste of fresh apple cider and the crisp sound of fallen leaves. Growing up in the Midwest, with its very distinct seasons, you find what you love best about each one so as they approach you are less sad to see the last fade away. When I was a young child, there was no better time to drink crisp cider and admire the fallen leaves than Halloween night. 

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