a new kind of fall

every once in a while (when i can forget the fact that i'm sweating through my clothes from the heat) i almost feel like i'm experiencing a fall season of sorts.

like when i occasionally drive to the bush and breathe in that blessed smell of autumn decay.

or when i go on a walk over a blanket of dried leaves that crunch under my feet (i think this is what happy sounds like)

or when i come upon the red flamboyant trees (yep, that's their real name)

all in all, it makes for a very different, but beautiful kind of fall.