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G Snap! · 10-10-2012, 09:01 PM

...fall in New England. I liked a page on facebook called "VisitNH - New Hampshire" and locals have been posting pictures of the fall foliage on there. It made me cry.

I grew up in Sterling, Massachusetts, a little town north of Worcester. My grandparents had a huge oak tree in front of their house (it's still there) and the amount of leaves it would drop seemed endless. Fall as a kid meant jumping in the leaves my siblings and I spent all day raking up just for a few minutes of fun. Then grandpa would eventually burn them. There is no smell like jumping in the leaves and the neighborhood all burning their leaves. When I smell ylang-ylang it takes me to that head-space for a second.

Fall in Tennessee isn't the same.

10-10-2012, 09:01 PM	#130
G Snap! Member How Do You Identify?: gay. I'm very happy, thank you! Preferred Pronoun?: Miss Relationship Status: Chefhmboyrd's seeing eye blonde Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Nashvegas Posts: 253 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 412 Thanked 1,109 Times in 229 Posts Rep Power: 6596929	...fall in New England. I liked a page on facebook called "VisitNH - New Hampshire" and locals have been posting pictures of the fall foliage on there. It made me cry. I grew up in Sterling, Massachusetts, a little town north of Worcester. My grandparents had a huge oak tree in front of their house (it's still there) and the amount of leaves it would drop seemed endless. Fall as a kid meant jumping in the leaves my siblings and I spent all day raking up just for a few minutes of fun. Then grandpa would eventually burn them. There is no smell like jumping in the leaves and the neighborhood all burning their leaves. When I smell ylang-ylang it takes me to that head-space for a second. Fall in Tennessee isn't the same.