On the way to Columbia tonight I was amazed at the colors that slowly appeared over the past week.
I love fall... much more than spring. Mainly, I think, because there's a chance for warmth in fall, but spring is always blustery and chilly.
It kids around with you, handing out sun in April and a brisk breeze that sends you scampering inside for an extra layer.
Spring: Faker.
Fall: Happy. Warmth.
Yea!
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