There's only twenty days left of summer. I'm sure going to miss those hot summer nights and the warm weather but with the start of September comes the start of fall and I am anxiously awaiting it's arrival. Gray misty days. The smell of a campfire floating somewhere off in the distance, invisible and illusive. The sharp, crisp air that feels intoxicating even as it bites at your skin. The brilliant colors that arrive in such a rush to blanket the earth for a short while before the cold vacant winter arrives.
However the thing I love most about fall (besides the fact that it's my favorite season, in case you hadn't guessed) is the magic that it brings. There are hidden bits of magic everywhere (as long as you seek them out) but somehow they always seem more visible in the later months. I don't know, maybe it's just me. I've just got a thing for magic.
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