The forest had always appealed to her. In
mid- autumn, it shouted with life. The burst of colors were a last swirling
fling before the trees went into the final cycle. It was an order Kirby
accepted—birth, growth, decay, rebirth.
The Art of Deception
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Dominicus Johannes Bergsma, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons
Reasons Fall Is Our Favorite Season Ever
Leaves are cool and all, but can we also
get a holler for fewer mosquito bites, new seasons of TV, and no more bikini
line maintenance? Fall. Is. The. Best.