Coming from New England, the autumn has always been my favorite season. I love the sound of crunching leaves under my feet and the memory of flopping into high piles of dried leaves. I love to crunch crisp apples. My…
Coming from New England, the autumn has always been my favorite season. I love the sound of crunching leaves under my feet and the memory of flopping into high piles of dried leaves. I love to crunch crisp apples. My…