i love the way you dress the trees (and the streets for that matter). in that fiercely fire-blazing kind of way.
and those crispy leaves. that “crunch” makes me giddy.
the way you end the days with darker, cooler nights, that allow me to go home, wrap up and drink something warm.
i get to wear boots. brown ones, high ones, black ones and wedged ones. and my feet are oh so thankful.
in some ways you make me forget that the harshness of winter is what’s next. deceitful? maybe. but your warmth lasts longer than i think it should. so i forgive summer for the lack of. well. sunshine.
pumpkins. cinnamon. hot chocolate. scarves and coats. bonfire night and fireworks. chocolates, golds and sunset yellows.
oh and i can also just about handle the cooler nights because christmas.