I'm roasting butternut squash right now. The apartment smells like fall, in a sweet, earthy sort of way. These are pictures of the local farmer's market in Chestnut Hill. Fall in Chestnut Hill is an experience. A Dickens kind of experience. With our stone walks, ancient trees and plethora of rose cabbages and mums, it's a beautiful sight! Happy Fall to you!
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I so long for mums every fall! And gourds. Really must grow some next year!
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