I fully understood what Fall meant from all the maple trees in our front yard. This newly acquired chore seemed endless as each weekend, there would just be more leaves to rake and gather into garbage bags. There were those fun moments of diving into the leaf piles...but eventually it had to be raked up again. Good thing I had siblings.
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I was first introduced to these treats on a stick when mum ordered them from school for a fundraiser. It became something I looked forward to each fall and something I longed for when we left. My next encounter with a caramel apple was eight years later in the window of Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory at First Canadian Place. Seeing rows upon rows of apples brought me back to that day walking home from school carrying six caramel apples in a white paper bag.
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