Fall is my favorite season, just like the waning crescent is my favorite phase of the moon. There’s something calming about the shortening of days, cooler weather, and picking apples from the trees in the yard to make pie. It’s a joy, once again, to have my dogs curled up right next to me, or even on top of me.

The summer is too hot, too bright; winter too cold and dark; spring is full of life and excitement. Fall is peace for me, the reminder that everything comes to an end, and there is a beauty to it all.

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