There is something I love about the end of fall and the start of winter. I have this tradition, if you will, where after I have been gone all day from home- I drive into the circular driveway in the darkness of night, park, turn off my car and let the 'music' continue as I watch the first flakes of a wonderful season come falling down onto me and watch how my front door is colored by them. Its simple and beautiful. Such joy it gives me. Then after soaking it all in. I open my door and the cool air touches my face. I smile. And with one last look for the night, I walk inside.
Its just a wonderful feeling. It in a way, this season, gives me this feeling of wanting to be loved. Weird probably I know. But summer flings or whatever... the season of fall and winter is completely comfortable, warm, and just romantic. I want to be loved. Everyone, I am sure, does. But the end of fall and the start of winter brings somewhat of a feeling like that with it. Good times...
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