Fall Month | ((hot))

The trees undress in slow applause, The wind remembers colder laws. A month of wool, of amber light, Of saying goodbye before goodnight.

There’s something magical about this fall month. The air gets crisp, the leaves put on their final show, and suddenly, everything feels cozier. fall month

So pull your scarf up to your chin — The best of autumn's just begin. This fall month knows the sweetest art: To warm the cold, to fill the heart. The trees undress in slow applause, The wind