I hibernated through my favorite seasons; so this time... Autumn I embrace you, full on; I'm wide open and ready for anything...
This is the first year for as long as I can remember that the colorful leaves on the ground look vibrant and beautiful in your rust and corroded copper.
You are not representing Death this year... but The End... to bring New Beginnings.
Crisp like the morning air stinging my lungs, and the misty pink sky at 7 A.M. It's time to wake up. ♥ I'm Alive.