I’m Not Falling For Faux Fall

I’m not ready for sweater weather! And I’m not putting away my white shoes any time soon. With Labor Day looming, my longing for a never-ending summer grows fiercer, becoming protective of the precious time left in this most favorite

Vintage Fall Follies

Burning Leaves- Hokey Smokey! The smell of burning leaves is forever seared in my mind. As memorable as the blazing orange and red colors of the fall leaves of my childhood were , it was the vibrant warmth of the

A Fall Fable-Burning Leaves Pt II

The blaze of fall color took on a different meaning, the autumn of 1959. Many neighbors did not only burn leaves, but their trash as well, giving new meaning to fall cleanup. There was something satisfying about setting fire to

Burning Fall Leaves- Hokey Smokey

 The smell of burning leaves is forever seared in my mind. As memorable as the blazing orange and red colors of the fall leaves of my childhood were , it was the vibrant warmth of the fall leaves burning that