Thursday, September 23, 2010

summer was painted on our skin and fall was always left in our eyes

today is the first day of the september equinox. :]
I love summer, but it's just not the same.

there's a feel about fall...

the air tastes different.

it tastes of cinnamon and nutmeg, and pumpkin pie
scarves and tights, for the first time since february
apple cider in a mug
watching the leaves change color
orchards filled with the last of the apples, pumpkins, and knobbly gourds of every color
finding the crunchiest leaf to step on
shorter days
yellow leaves so bright they look like lemons
crisper breaths
corn mazes, old crisping husks crunching underneath your feet
orange and brown and red