I love all seasons. I grew up in a country that is fortunate enough to have all 4 of them.
But every time a new season starts I feel like I love that one the most. I always make plans and dreams of how I will enjoy it this time. Of course they almost never come to life. I really do live in my own little world, as someone once said to me. Like living a double life.
It’s autumn’s turn to take my heart. I feel like the transition from summer to autumn is happening so quickly. I was still dreaming of exotic beaches and palm trees, vacations and weekend hikes, and suddenly, the wind changed and I felt the urge to buy school supplies. Does this happen to any of you in the fall?
So, I placed “a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils” on my desk and started making plans for the fall.
What are your plans and dreams for the fall?