The days are zooming by.
This morning, I stepped outside surprised that clouds hung low and a chill filled the air. I was still dressed for summer.
I’m excited for autumn, for corduroy and denim and sweaters and tights. For cuddling and cocoa. For falling leaves. For turkey and stuffing and mashed potatoes. For the next four-day weekend. Not for my 29th birthday, but for everything else that comes with this time of year.