crunching new leaves on campus.
the smell of freshly cracked books. ink and paper and dust.
nights that were cool enough for scarves and jackets and a really great pair of boots. maybe knee socks. gloves. hot cups of chai. spiked cider.
football games that didn't warm up until the end of the second half.
tailgates and study sessions and panera on 9th.
late nights at the j school library sort of studying, mostly gossiping. eating chocolate chip cookies i baked using my mother's recipe. the one that's just buttery and salty enough to be better than all other recipes.
and always, always, the calm before winter. before riding bikes was out of season. and walks. and running. and wearing anything but water-proof boots and mittens.
fall used to be my favorite season.
but i think i'm turning into more of a spring girl now.