mercredi 15 octobre 2014
Oh fall how I love you. I love the way you let night slowly fall onto the city, putting the world into a misty state that doesn't belong to the night nor to daytime. I love the walks I take before dinner, when it gets cold enough to wear a scarf but not enough to make me want to go back home as soon as I put a feet on the pavement. I love the smell of the leaves and fresh air, the smell of the rain that's never too far. I love the soft light that turns grey skies into something strangely peaceful instead of gloomy. I love pretty much everything about you fall. I love how nostalgic you always are to me, yet so comforting and familiar. Really, fall, if I had to choose, I'd take you over summer! I'd choose the oversized sweater and the comfortable socks to the bikini and the tank top. But it's great we don't have to choose isn't it? That's how Nature does things ; perfectly.