My Favorite Season
In New York City we are in the the later stages of autumn. The trees are bare and brown leaves litter the streets. It rained last night, so many of the leaves are wet, but most are easily taken by the wind. The breeze is really strong and my cloths easily press against my body. I love this kind of weather.
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Dylan 6:10 pm on November 17, 2006 Permalink
It’s the same here in Chicago. It’s very poetic: The leaves are soaring just above my head. Occasionally, I’ll be greeted by a kiss in the face from a changing leaf.