This morning was one of those seasonally cool morning with a heavy dew, a little mist, and a general feeling of damp. The entrance, or what used to be the entrance, it's still "an" entrance to Fern Valley is colorful in an autumnal way. The field adjacent to the Crape Myrtle Nursery has a pasturey look to it. You could be on a farm somewhere, not in the city 3 miles from the Capitol.
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