One Windy Morning

Waking up to a morning embraced by the crisp wind hitting your face, as you open the front door is exciting. After a long hot summer, I am so ready for fall and a cold winter. Being born in Janurary explains why I perfer cold tempatures, over the blistering heat. It takes time to adjust. I still saw young girls trying to get one last wear out of there faviorite skirts. I enjoy drinking hot chocolate over ice cream, and the cute boots over sandles. I wish that we will get a white winter in the Inland Empire. When it's cold it brings people together, they seem more calm and friendlier. When it's hot everyone is trying to beat the heat, that means longer drives on the freeway to the nearest beach. I love the smell that comes along with the season change. The smell of apple, pumpkin, and sweet potatoe pie. The smell of blue berry muffins, and homemade cookies. And the best holiday of all time for me at least is Thanksgiving. Talk about good eatting. While the tempature gradually change, keep a sweater in your trunk just to be save. Goodbye summer, hello fall.