I sometimes close my eyes and take in a deep breath remembering what the smell of September if like in MI. If you don't know this, fall is my favorite time of year and it doesn't exist in JNU. Sure we transition on the calendar, but there's not the separation of seasons like in MI. The crisp, cool air in the morning, the multitude of yellows, oranges and reds that adorn the ground as they fall from trees, the smell of pumpkin and spice that fills the air. When the days become cool enough that you pull on that first pair of jeans and a sweatshirt. I do miss this time of year. Enjoy! MJ
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