…but I never do.
If you live in a place all your life, you’d expect to become hardened to its downsides — like long, cold, wet winters — and blase about the beautiful things, like blazing amazing maple trees in October.
But no. Even if I drive past a scene like this every morning while dropping my kids off at school, it never ceases to astonish me. October, like life, is too fleeting to take the glorious moments for granted.