Squandrous

I’ve missed the fall.

I left the country in the late part of September and spent a few weeks in Turkey where the weather was warm and sunny and decidedly unfall-like.

The weather this weekend in DC has started to make up for the lack of autumn air — the breeze has often been crisp, fragrant, and the leaves are slowly changing color — but it still feels a bit odd to be walking outside in shorts and eating ice cream on a sunny mid-October Sunday afternoon.

I’ve missed the fall.

I’m ready to put on sweaters and eat autumn squash and curl up under blankets while I sip tea and think of life and love as the sun goes down in the early evening. I’m ready to jump in a pile of fallen leaves and just lie there, surrounded by redolent air.

I’ve missed the fall.

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