A cold wind blows, bringing a chill to the morning air.
Summer’s warmth becomes a pleasant memory as green becomes red and gold.
The days are crisp, the air is clear, the hillsides dressed in brilliant Autumn Hues.
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The question posed on the Daily Post,
“Changing colors, dropping temperatures, pumpkin spice lattes: do these mainstays of Fall fill your heart with warmth — or with dread?”
Warmth, anticipation, excitement, and joy.
Autumn is the most beautiful season. The awakenings of Spring and the comforting warmth and long days of Summer pale in comparison to Fall as the land adorns itself in its colorful best one last time before Winter’s sleep falls across the landscape.