my little warlock.

autumn.

i think its in the crispy air, and the wind that brings to mind a little melancholy,

and this new motivation for nesting.

or maybe its sitting by a fireplace sipping something warm.

the colors of this season are downright blissful,

and i am amazed how these feelings can feel fresh year after year.

glad to be here, though the cold can gather so easily in these older bones.

i embrace the changes this season brings…i am grateful and

feeling exquisitely rich.