Oh, the smell of autumn! The lovely chill in the air, the warm light illuminating my view, the whisper of falling leaves, my favorite wooden bowl abundant with treats, and Billie Holiday’s crimson voice painting a timeless story of Autumn in New York. The sound of her voice is always around in the fall and I’ve grown accustomed to it by now.
Autumn – it’s good to live it again! It is good to hear it again, too.