
Out and About...We shopped, of course (how could we not?). Ate some great food, too. Grandma is holding a bag of basically the best dark chocolate I've ever tasted...from the Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory.

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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