Flavors of fall;

the comforting aroma of toasted pecans,

the creaminess of a hot beverage,

the sweetness of maple.

Three-year-old me, incredulous that the Michigan syrup Jerzy gifted our family came from trees

all these years later and I’m still astonished by nature,

and more than a little in love with her.

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