Dear Autumn,
It seems that you’ve come a little late for our liking. We'll forgive you….as long as you bring lots of cold nights for fireplace usage, but promise not to freeze all of my trees (again). In return, we (in AZ) promise to spend all our waking hours outside in your crisp air. Freak. I'd drink a vat of bacon grease if it meant you'd stay until June. You won't. But thank you in advance for finally letting us use all the cute leggings we’ve been stockpiling, cause frankly we are tired of shaving our legs.
Still slightly overheating in our hoodies (but loving you anyway),
Team Boo
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