Autumn begins on September 22nd.
Fun fact: there is a superstition from Scotland that says if a white rose blooms in your garden in the autumn it’s an omen for death.
Every time I turn around, I find another reason to fall in love with Autumn all over again.
Well Summer, it has been real.
But there are graves to fill and dreams to steal.
I will be back next year to play in the Sun
to lounge at the Beach
and have a little fun.
The days are getting to get colder
the nights are going to get longer
and it is now
time for me
Your devoted friend
The Grim Reaper
to saddle up and visit some of you
sooner rather then later.
Daily Addictions Prompt: Pursue