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Can you smell it? Ah where I am you can... the air turns from humid and warm to crisp and cool. Trees wilt and drop their leaves... saying their sorrowful goodbyes. We turn in our summer skirts and sandals for our heavy coats and fuzzy boots. We eagerly await our favorite holidays. For the Night of Fright nears us and the Day of Thanks... then finally the days when winter snow greets us from the gray skies. Bright lights are hung around town and everybody is jubilant. So don't despair. because fall is in the air.