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November 11, 2013 by admin

I’ve fallen for fall.
The drive along the Long Island Espressway to the East End has spun out of control like an episode of HR Pufnstuf. The colors of the leaves are exploding in purples, yellows, reds, burnt orange that it’s making me want to shuffle along and do a jig with a tiny talking flute in my pocket. Yes, the pool is covered, the lounge chairs have been put away and an appointment has been made with the dermatologist to laser away the dark spots, but it’s just magical this time of year. We even had a few wild turkey in the yard and while I did give the big one a side-eye with Thanksgiving around the corner, I’m too lazy to pluck that thing. Besides, I enjoy watching them do their thing too much.





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