simply, i'm caught between the last bittersweet days of summer and the first few days of fall's crispness and coolness unfurling.
leavestumbling, tumblingin the windpushing, pushingthrough the breezedancing, dancing,with the sunfalling, fallinglike tearstrickling,flickeringdropping,into theearth's cradlinghold.-acacia rachel
when each season arrives, i'm totally and utterly ready for it. as of late, summer days have been lingering and i've been feeling a crisp, cool tangy nip in the air that reminds me of cinnamon and nutmeg and pumpkins and woolly apparel. the rain has been pattering and music has been playing. i'm not quite sure what this new season has in store for me; but nonetheless, i am ready for fall.