my favorite season is better than yours.

That is, unless your favorite season is fall. Today is a cold and dreary fall day, and I still love it. Fall, to me, means the advent of cozy and contemplative…a time to slow down and rejuvenate…to read books and have conversations, chilly hands cupped around warm mugs of goodness…to breathe in spicy aromas and partake of yummy baked goods…to nest.

I. Love. Fall.


Author: rebekahkayosborn

I am attempting to capture the events, non-events, and thoughts about each, as they occur in the increasing busy-ness of life. As my professors always said "You might want to write this down." Who knows what could turn out to be important?

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