--Even though I know it won't last there's that little tiny part of me that wishes it could. That's the type of feeling running through the old brainpan, when I let Waffles out to do his duty.
--And then there's that long lost part that whispers wouldn't it be cool to rake up a pile of leaves and jump in them?
--Of course reality doesn't take long to set the record straight, as the old knee pops and you try to remember where in Sam Hill you left that dang fool cane.
--I like fall just for the joy ride down memory lane it inspires. Watching the children raking leaves so they can jump in them, swinging on the playset until the suns almost down, and best of donuts and apple cider while watching a Halloween themed show on the old TV.
--Those are all the little things that run through the old brainpan, while watching the dang fool leaves pile up on the porch on a breezy fall morning....
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