longing to fall
Fall is my favorite season and as August roars by, I can feel the tingle for the coming days in my toes.
I’ll admit, the romance of it all is incredibly selective in its misty memories. My mind is conveniently forgetting the freezing cold, the early setting sun, sniffly noses and radiators that either melt or freeze my apartment.
Instead, to an inner soundtrack of Rosie Thomas, I am beginning to get dreamy-eyed for all things pumpkin, thick scarves, picking apples, the symphony of changing colors and many snuggly afternoons where the heat from my oven is welcome and perfumed with the scent of cinnamon and allspice.
Possibly my favorite way to greet fall is to pull on a cute pair of boots and go tromping around happily, hot coffee or cider in hand. Unfortunately, both pairs of my boots from the last two winters are leaky, beat-up and couldn’t handle another season unless I wrapped duct tape around them. Hence, I had to fight against my cheaper side and buy these lovely things which are guaranteed to keep my feet comfy and cozy for years to come.
What is your favorite fall activity?
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