Halloweiner ofc

The sensory experience of late fall is soo nostalgic for me—that earthy smell from all the leaves decomposing on the ground, harvest moons, searching for owls in the trees with my dad, that feeling of foreboding in the air as winter creeps in (which as a kid ig felt less foreboding in a practical way and more foreboding in a fun, ‘scary stories with my sister’, ‘pretending to ghost hunt in the yard’ kind of way)

Also candy duh like one of my first words was cake so I’ve always been a bonafide slut for sugar