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  • The leaves, they are a changing.
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The leaves, they are a changing.

Winter wants to knock, I can tell it in the clouds. And the weather lady mentioned that it might snow a bit on Thursday.

But in the meantime, we're going to enjoy our blazes of New England foliage.

I mean, we still got five football games and an SEC championship and turkey to eat and family to entertain and if it weren't for Irene we'd have a heck of a lot more leaves to look at, but a lot of the trees they already gave up and they decided it wasn't worth it and they gave up their beauty (not willingly, I can tell you, I heard them crying in the gusts) and it's now underfoot and a lot of it is brown but there are some yellows and some oranges and some blindingly beautiful reds.

Let's hold onto this while we can.

Let's not yet light a fire.

Let's not give up on the boys on the field - they might be 2-5, but they can still end up with a winning season.

But let's go ahead and turn in the polo shirts and turn the quilts (did last night) and turn on the heat (did this night) and let us enjoy this season the Lord has made. 

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