While I was driving home last night, this previous post popped into my mind.
There is a very slight hint of fall in the air [and I stressed only slight]. The changing of the seasons here isn’t as dramatic or drastic as in Canada, but I will take a drop in temps, no matter how insignificant, any day.
Hope you enjoy! And hopefully I will be posting some new content soon. I have lots of ideas for posts, but right now, my book is eating up all my time and taking priority.
There is something about the glimpse of fall in the air that conjures up excitement inside. Memories of previous falls flood into my mind. The cool, crisp air caressing my skin and the fresh, gentle breeze blowing through my hair. The shorter evenings remind me of harvest season, the season to be thankful for my blessings.
Autumn swings by and showers its magic on trees, creating a picture perfect painting of red, orange, and yellow. Long walks in the parks and forests with the music of crunching leaves under your feet resurface in my mind.
It is my favorite time of the year. There is a sense of endings and new beginnings. We bid good-bye to summer, to the green trees, and the holidays of summer. But we welcome the sense of new and renewal: a…
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