When I was a child, fall meant crunching leaves and warm soup after school — pure play and comfort.
As an adult, it feels quieter, more reflective — about preparation and slowing down. I notice how the colors seem deeper, maybe because I take the time to look now.
The season hasn’t changed, but I have. Each year, fall reveals a new version of me.
shared by Cooper, Sandy Creek, NC
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