to be here again, facing the whisperings of Autumn as she slowly approaches. The year has come around again, finding me so different, yet so very much the same. Coldness begins to infuse the sun's grasping rays, colors erupt upon leaves making them alive and joyous to my imagination. As the seasons change, I myself feel a change. The freshly frigid air awakens a need for femininity and meaning. So much beauty surrounds this time of year, so many lovely memories of times past, such hope and inspiration. I am flooded with delight at the prospects of this newly sprung season.
