My favorite season has changed from spring to fall. I have grown to favor crisp mornings over dewy ones. I like watching my breath ghost out in puffs in front of me. The colors changing to beautiful burnt reds and oranges.
I like hot chocolates and warm teas while snuggled up in blankets near a fireplace which we technically don’t need to wear.
I love sweaters and boots. I love dresses with tights. I like wearing beanies and open-fingered gloves. I like light jackets and oversized hoodies.
I liked the quiet of all the animals preparing for the winter. The low whistling of the north wind, bringing a shivering with it.
I like sunrises over misty fields. I like sunsets over colored trees.
I like being a fall person.