Sunday, November 16, 2014

Contemporary Autumn in New England

No longer the smiles of folks raking their leaves into piles at curbside, tending their golden fires, no longer the aroma of burning leaves that marked autumn in New England, rather the roaring leaf blowers and the grim faces of unfriendly folks manning the dastardly machines.  

Another neighborhood bonding phenomenon has disappeared.

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