Hot apple cider on a cold November day

November 11, 2011

Someone mentioned hot apple cider today and it instantly transported me back to my childhood in western New York state.

Bundling up to step out into cold, crisp, blue sky days. The crackle of red, gold and brown leaves underfoot. Slipping off knit gloves to wrap my fingers around a mug of hot cider. Its sweet bite as it hits the tongue.

Fall in upstate New York is beautiful. This is Cobb’s Hill in my hometown of Rochester, NY.

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