Fall is my favorite time of the year. I love Fall. Here in the south, it comes late. But it does come… I look forward to the temperature dropping a bit. I love the crinkle of crisp leaves under my feet. If I weren’t so old I’d find a pile of leaves and dive in.
Head over to Sounds of Hope and read how Joyce was rescued from a seedy hotel room.
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