The leaves have begun to fall, and I couldn't help but smile as I walked to class today, crunching them underfoot.
Something about this season makes me crave apple pie. Makes me wish for ‘a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils’. Makes me want to snuggle up in Barnes and Noble with the latest children’s book. Makes me want a cuppa something delicious in a little café. Makes me want to go to Boston. Makes me want to stay up late. Makes me take a stroll down memory lane, where I sometimes get lost. But most of all, makes me miss my years in Ohio, my street decked with the most colourful of trees, yards piled high with leaves; even makes me miss raking leaves.
Yes, this season has that kind of influence on me. I can’t explain it, but I certainly do feel it. Autumn is in the air, and I like it.
P.S. And if I could have nominated my street in Ohio for screen-saver-of-the-year award, I would have. And I bet it would have won. It was that pretty.