There are fewer things as glorious as a perfect autumn day.
The type that starts off being socked in with fog that lingers like tendrils throughout the rest of the day. The fog seems to embrace the trees in their autumn garb. They present their colors in full and vibrant. The air has that distinctive nip in it that makes u want to put on a cozy sweater and scarf and go for a long meandering walk in the woods. Or sit out on the porch with a cup of cider. Taking deep breaths and just reveling in the smells and feeling and sounds of autumn. Leaves crunching underfoot, squirrels bustling about getting ready for the snow and cold to come. Occasionally you can hear the last geese and birds overhead headed south for warmer climates. But right now I do not envy them. I am blissfully happy. Here, wrapped up in my cozy blanket with my feet curled under me. Letting the peace of the season permeate my soul. 
