Autumn

© Jessie Kanelos

I don’t know any songs about Paris in autumn.  It’s been raining for a while now and I think I know why.   There are no trees on my street so I cannot report if the leaves have transformed just yet.  Woe is the city dweller.  Nevertheless, there is something about the crisp autumn that makes me long for the monochromatic Midwestern falls I know so well.

But I did smile seeing an overflowing crate of pumpkins proudly displayed at the farmers market this morning.  And they all had triangular eyes and zigzag frowns spray painted on.  But now I just need to get my hands on a hayride, a scarecrow, a corn maze, and a long-lost caramel apple.

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6 comments
  1. Cynthia Lewis said:

    My! Your caramel apple looks good enough to munch on! ….makes me think I should make some for my grandchildren.
    Have you ever given a Halloween party for your friends in Paris? I was just wondering how they would react to bobbing for apples.

    You sound a bit homesick (I know this word in German, but can’t think of it in French…). I hope the sun shines for you this next week; it usually chases homesickness away. Best, Cynthia

    • thefrancofly said:

      Thanks, Cynthia! Just a little seasonal homesickness. It will pass once I have that caramel apple.

      Bon w-e.

  2. naomi babbitt said:

    I love reading your letters or post? I’m your aunt Kathy’s friend.

    • thefrancofly said:

      Thank you very much for reading, Naomi!

      I hope this little hello finds you well.

    • thefrancofly said:

      Thanks Pat! Bon dimanche!

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