“There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;”

This past weekend, I went home for Thanksgiving. On Saturday afternoon, my mother and I were talking about how much we love autumn and how it's our favourite season: the colours, the harvest, the crisp air, and the strange comfort of slowing down and settling in for the colder months of the year. As my … Continue reading “There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir;”

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