You let me wear hats and scarves and pretty things.
You have perfect bonfire weather.
My birthday + most of my friends' birthdays = a prolonged celebration.
(Isn't this cake adorable?)
You mean it's time to get cozy.
Your apples are delicious.
And your leaves are beautiful.
You make hot cocoa spooky.
And give me an excuse to drink nothing but apple cider.
Your colors are so pretty.
You give me reason to dress up like something else.