Imagine if you could put the sights and sounds of fall in a perfume bottle.
This is what would go into it…
Crisp emerging the corners of slightly opened windows, in the steam of morning coffee
Warm embraces wrapped in soft, charcoal grey cashmere
Subdued and constant
Getting lost in the hallway trying to find your first class
Adrenaline
Musk of used literature novels
Synthetic blend of new textbooks
Synthetic blend of new textbooks
Gold and auburn leaves sweeping across concrete, in twirls and pirouettes
A hint of smoke
Dark hues of bark and denim
The pumpkin patch and haystacks
Kisses on the tiptoes of worn, chocolate brown leather boots
More crisp
Freshly peeled apples, sweet butter and cinnamon sugar
Freshly peeled apples, sweet butter and cinnamon sugar
Summer heat losing its grasp to fading daylight
New England Parisienne 