There’s just something about walking through freshly fallen leaves. The colors of red, yellow and orange; vibrant against the green grass; crinkling and crunching as you pass through.
In the fall there’s sweaters and cider. Apples and pumpkins. Pie and doughnuts. These are synonymous with fall and I love them all. There’s nothing better on a crisp afternoon than enjoying a cup of hot spiced cider from the local apple orchard.
But then I look at the trees and catch my breath in all their glory. The fall colors in Michigan are more than enough to enjoy the season.
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