Besides the start of baseball in Springtime… the Fall is my favorite time of year.
Now that I am a daily bus commuter, the encroaching cool, crisp mornings are a delight.
Even this morning… the sun, no longer high enough at 6:40am, to peek over the horizon; shown a gorgeous, warm light.
There’s something quite peaceful, leaving the house before most people have put shoes on; that allows for a bit of reflection.
Until the snow falls…