Venture forth into a place where the leaves are a perfect shade of amber and gold, the days are mostly cloudy with a few rays of sunshine leaking through, and peaceful animals roam free in their natural habitat. The air is filled with the scent of oak wood, the breeze is cool enough where a thick flannel shirt will suffice, in the distance you can hear the birds chirping, the leaves ruffling in the wind, and the red-tailed foxes hunting about. This is where you see nature in it’s golden years, a period of transition. I’ve always wanted take a girl with me, go to a log cabin in the middle of the American forest, and bask in the beauty of this autumnal paradise. I want to snuggle by a fireplace and look out through the window and see the first snowfall with Fleet Foxes playing in the background.
“Settle down with me by the fire of my yearning.”
Who wants to join me?
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