Last weekend we headed out to experience a bounty of autumnal goodness at a local historic village. It was the most perfect, clear, fall day. And I kept insisting that it was going to "smell so nice" at this event. And it certainly did. Apple butter cooking, little fires going to heat the pots for dying yarn and dipping candles, fresh apple cider…all very wholesome. Jay even stopped to fiddle with some guys just hanging out by the side of the woods.
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