Ah, a sure sign of late summer, I awoke this morning to the heavenly aroma of mom's tomato sauce cooking on the stove. No other scent in the world can compare (except maybe that of frying bacon). Smells like autumn is on it way!
"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns." - George Eliot
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