photo inspired by kinga
It's still hot, but there's a cool breeze that keeps blowing through. Leaves are beginning to fall, turning various shades of brown, gold and dark red. The last roses are blooming, making one last stand before their spiked branches grow barren and brittle. Thoughts of hot soups, jackets and boots creep at the edges of our minds as we wonder when it'll be time to start making some pocket change by blowing + bagging the leaves again.
Hello, Autumn. So nice to make your acquaintance again.