I could blather endlessly about what an odd fall October gave us this year, if it's even worthy to be called that-- basil unscorched by frost, the hopeful innocence of new summer squash blossoms, dill heads as large as my head waving in a balmy night breeze, swimsuit-clad children playing in the sprinkler-- but I won't.
Children playing in the sprinkler?!
October! Which summer-lover slipped you the greenbacks?
again, with my homeland. i am beginning to covet a visit...
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