Fall is my favorite season. There is a smell in the air that is different from the other seasons. I was raised on a farm and we could appreciate all of the fresh vegetables directly from the garden. At this time of the year we would get ready for the winter. We would keep some vegetables for the winter months in a cool place. Also one of my favorite activity was going
apple picking with my family. This was a tradition. We would pick bushels of apples. We would appreciate being outdoor, smelling (...)
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