Falling, Fallen, Fall

"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns."-George Eliot

Crisp. Crunch. Woosh.

gold red and brown

the jerseys and cheering

plush soft elegant sweaters

contentedness-Thanksgiving

rain and cool breeze

smiling faces and pretty places

vacations in the cabin

dreamers peak of inspiration

a solid melody

rollercoasters of simplicity

one fading breath

new beginnings and happiness

sparkling eyes

the queer juxtaposed dance called fall