If someone were to ask what my favorite season was I’d probably change the order depending on the time of the year. Meaning: In mid-March I’d say Spring was my favorite time of year. In June I’d say summer, and nearing September I would switch to Fall/Autumn.
But yesterday afternoon I stepped out to my garden, in the crispy cool-ish air to examine my plants, which were beginning to show signs of distress.
Side note: I once had an amazing garden in another home. But for some reason I am struggling with my current nothing-but-sandy-soil.
I realized that I truly adore the fall season and all of its glorious colors…why is it so?
Go here for 40 fall recipes
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For the baker, this is your season