After Eating Pumpkin Seeds, I Suddenly Smell Turkey...
This is the time of year I like to reflect the most. Is it the leaves, a memory each one? A dying spring to return to the earth?
What did I do this year? What died, what is reborn?
After all, Spring is just around the corner.
But until then, warm ovens full of olfactory memories. Laughter
with family, a taste of new wine. A warm kiss standing in the quiet snow.
How I love the fall.
What did I do this year? What died, what is reborn?
After all, Spring is just around the corner.
But until then, warm ovens full of olfactory memories. Laughter
with family, a taste of new wine. A warm kiss standing in the quiet snow.
How I love the fall.