Yesterday seemed like it extended extra long. We are nearest the outer edges. We are on the outer edges of the season. Long shadows, slow sunset. I like if it's called Autumn, or Fall. It's like this time of year is so loved it has numerous endearing nicknames.
Harvest and spooky come to mind. Along with the potential spark of static electricity
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