The leaves are about to turn in some parts of the world.
Autumn for me used to be something I just see in movies or read about in books, until I experienced it first hand—once in Sydney, twice in New York. I didn’t want the season to end. I wish I could freeze time and stay there forever, wrapped in layers, thick socks, knits.
It’s ironic how the thought of a cold weather makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside. Like you want to light a scented candle, grab a book, pull over a blanket, and listen to Landslide for hours while you sip on your cup of hot choco.
I mean, I don’t know.. Doesn’t fall have that effect on most of us? Continue reading “Cozy All Year Round”