The leaves starting turning this week.
I’m not ready for it this year. It came too quickly. I wasn’t done with summer.
But alas, I started pulling out the sweaters and jackets and boots. I do love boots.
I changed my playlists, it’s always a little more moody and sometimes more soft, depending on my state of mind for the day.
Decorations came out yesterday. The house smells like cinnamon.
So I guess it can come, this fall I wasn’t ready for. I’ll adjust.