Where did September go?
Things are moving fast, then slow...
This is my favourite time of year.
The wind turns brisk and the pumpkins are here.
I am tired, but happy.
I'm nostalgic, not sappy.
There are so many things I want to do.
I have so many goals I'd like to see through.
My heartbeats thud, like the sap in the trees.
Preparing for the colder weather, for the freeze.
Now's baking and reading and nights by the fire.
Smelling apples and leaves, being compelled to conspire.
Take a moment and breathe it in.
Fall into autumn and watch it begin.