Fall on My Bus Route

As I turn down the lane, the flaming new red maples greet me; like giant red lollipops.

They are so vibrant; they awaken my early-morning senses to the shocking beauty of fall; that never grows old and is always new and invigorating.

Published by adelenagy

Nature lover; music lover; Baha'i; married to a wonderful man from Iran; currently looking after my 90-year-old mother.

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