Finally, after six or seven conflicting reports :), the train came at 8:10 am! Long enought for us to enjoy breakfast at Denny's and seriously question if we would ever ride the train again! :) Good memories, even if very early!
The turning of leaves implies change; seasons change as summer's green glory gives way to autumn's crisp crimson and golden hues. The leaves of a book tell of adventures and trails conquered. And, as one chapter ends, another opens - beautiful, clean, new - blank to be written upon. For me, that is now. I am Turning Leaves.
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