While spring is a time of twitterpating,
Silly, joyful, giddy,
Fall is more subdued, a time to absorb;
The smell of fires starting up in fireplaces,
The crispness of the air,
Soft sweaters wrapped around cold arms,
Snuggling under warm blankets,
Watching flame-colored leaves drift from the trees...
Fall seeps into one's soul
Softly, subtly, deeply.







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