Sunday, October 19, 2003

Missing Home

As people post photos of changing leaves, bundled kids, trips to the pumpkin patch and tales of walking around historic towns and hayrides, I'm really missing the cool, crisp, fresh air of home. I can't believe I'm missing that nip on your face when the air gets chilly.

I want to feel a cool breeze. I want to go to an apple orchard. I want to smell hay and I want to take the kids to the Shenandoah Valley. I want to see a giant pile of colorful brown crunchy leaves with little people giggling, jumping and throwing them around like badly made snowballs.

Yup, I miss home.

Can't wait until 2005!

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