Many years ago it was a family tradition to take a trip along a river in MN. We stopped at apple orchards and cheese factories. Sometimes we could only manage a day together and other times I think we took the entire weekend to be together. We served many meals out of the back of the van, split half gallons of ice cream, and found the best apples, pumpkins, and cheese.
I was on the train yesterday and smiled as I watched as we headed into the mountains. The trees were already starting to change color. As I sat in the park, I could see to the mountainside in the distance-the beautiful mix of colors that comes around only once a year. It was a special reminder of MN falls and family memories.
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