missing fall

the streets here are lined with orange, yellow and red leaves right now. taking the girls for walks and hearing the crunch, crunch, crunch and smell of fall. real fall, as in:
the air is crisp, the leaves change colors and fall.

(that was lucy's epiphany this year also, it's called fall because the leaves fall)

anyways, it reminds me of my childhood in reno. the temperature, the neighborhoods, bike rides. all of it makes me miss childhood.
it makes me add lots of soups and stews to our weekly menu.
it makes me want to have these kinds of autumns for forever.
somehow southern nevada falls just can't compare to what we have here up by the mountains.