In the town of Leonia where my grandparents reside I wandered around the neighborhood until I found this fiery tree and watched a squirrel scramble up its trunk and regard me with slight curiosity. It had been raining and a few droplets trickled down in between leaves, further dampening the sound of my boots on the ground. After spending time with this tree I realized how grateful I was to be able to step away from New York, for my first impression had been lukewarm. The mini-escape from the city, to family was just what I needed.
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