this morning when i drove in, the sun was still trying to burn off the fog. the temperature was in the 50's and it felt like fall. fall is such a bittersweet season (and my favorite one at that), i love those evening when the air has that crispness to it. ending of summer, beginnings of winter, makes it hard to present a unified front to autumn on how i feel about it. come september, i'll drag out all the pumpkin and carmel apple scented candles out and fill our apartment with fall. until then...
1 comment:
you're so poetic...
the cass
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