“On the drive to the house, I noticed how vividly yellow and red the leaves of the trees at the side of the road were getting. The long winding drive up to the gothic house was lined with sweeping maple trees whose golden leaves glowed like candles. I shivered; there was a distinct bite in the air, along with the crisp smell of fallen leaves & wood smoke~Halloween was coming soon....”
By Vicki Chicago-Marsh












