Hello Readers, you blessed few, you happy handfull.
I don't know what it is about Autumn that makes it so alluring. I suppose that, among other factors, it has to do with the chill in the air that is more refreshing than irritating. The chill of the night touches the leaves and leaves them flooded with colour. Maybe it's the dynamic variety of the season and the excitement linked to traditions. Digging out the seeds and guts of a pumpkin, pulling out the costumes and decorations with all their smells: rubber of the masks we once wore, the pumpkin scent of candles, and the plastic of the trick-or-treat pumpkin pails. The scents of yesterday revive the scene better in our memories and we remember the days when it was OK for us to dress up as pirates, ninjas, vampires, or even pound-puppies and go out begging candy from the neighbors after dark.
