There's something about fall that makes me want to curl up on a sleeping porch in the mountains with a cup of coffee, swimming in blankets, with Alison Krauss or James Taylor playing in the background. Phoebe Howard just took me to paradise. Her idea of a sleeping porch is my idea of heaven. (I must admit that sleeping porch is a bit humble for what this is. If it's a sleeping porch, then Versailles is a home in the country.)
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