I left work early on Friday, a backlog of extra hours allowing me to cut my day short. I took a drive from my own small town in Central Pennsylvania to another small town about half an hour south immediately afterwards; whether going north or south, I always love the drive from where I am, and it was especially wonderful this time. As you leave the exit behind, the forests stand covering the hills in the distance. The leaves are finally starting to turn, and I found myself slowing a bit to get a better look at a few spectacularly brilliant pieces of foliage. Most of the trees are still green, the daytime temperatures enough to fool them into thinking that it is still summer. A small number are already bursting into brilliant reds, yellows and oranges, and even a few deep purples. The beginning of autumn is one of my favorite times of the year. I do enjoy the other seasons, but autumn has its own special joys. The burning heat of summer is mostly gone, but it is still warm eno...
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