I always eagerly await the coming of Fall. What does it mean to me? The leaves will turn brilliant colours, and smell beautiful as they rot. You can wear boots and wool coats and scarves and gloves again, and bundle up for walks in the chilly outdoors. Everything slows down, and becomes quiet in the Fall. The trees and plants go to sleep for the winter, the animals buckle down for the coming cold. Perhaps we should take the cue from nature, and slow down ourselves?
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