Mums and pumpkins on the front steps. Crisp air. Hoodies and boots. Gingerbread candles. Apple picking. Pumpkin spice coffee. Colored leaves. Fresh coat of paint on the shutters. Windows cracked overnight. Flannel pajama pants. Foliage rides. Cornstalks. Hay bails. Crock pot. Post-season Yankees. Scary movies. Bluer skies. Walks in the woods. The Scituate Art Festival. Corduroys and vests. Jack-o-lanterns. Millions of tea lights. It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!
Just a list. Favorite things. Anticipated things. It really is a gem of a season aint it?
Oh, if only I had read this blog on time, it would have reminded me to get my ass down to Scituate this past weekend. Oh, well. Bought an apple cinnamon plug-in scented thing for my kitchen because you inspired me to. For some reason, I imagine that your home smells like this.
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hahaha YUP! my home almost always smells of cinnamon.
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