Autumn. Just whispering the word makes a warm smile spread across my lips.
Autumn.
Autumn.
Autumn.
I love everything about the season.
Bushels of plump, perfect pumpkins.
Magnificent, brightly colored mums adorning the storefronts begging for a spot on your front stoop.
Candy apple red shoes shining brightly out from beneath a dark, comfy pair of jeans.
Glorious sunrises that seem to warm even the crispest of frosty mornings.
Accompanied by fragrant pumpkin pancakes that warm your heart and soul.
Golden trees that stand tall and proud as they show off their Autumn foliage.
While a rainbow of leaves gather on the ground amongst the still green grass.
Radiant red leaves of a Japanese Maple borrow the brilliant blue skies to be their temporary backdrop.
And as suppertime rolls around, the sun on its new schedule, gently slips away through the trees.
While pipping hot brown sugar and cinnamon baked apples are pulled out of the oven and wait patiently,
to end the delicious Autumn day on the sweetest of notes.
Oh, for the love of Autumn!
Wenderly