Thursday, May 24, 2012

The sound of leaves crunching under your feet.
The comfort and security of an oversized sweater.
The thick, warm smell of a burning campfire. 
The red/pink color of your hands after you've been holding an almost-too-warm cup of cider.
The cool air in the mornings- so crisp that you can taste it. 
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I'm ready for fall.



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